Demon-ocracy, freedom forced without a choice driven just like cattle, by excessive use of force into slavery's, ever-waiting arms the deception of self-rule is the thinnest of facades involuntary servants in this empire of greed an entire world in serfdom, prayed on far too weak bred as labour, as broken beasts of burden suffer and toil, until death's welcome salvation the time has come to realise what we strive for is a lie system of choice, a blinding veil the end's scripted, you vote in vain freedom's only real, when you claim it forcefully all other states are servitude under the weight of tyranny Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |