The government is the serpent That feeds us the forbidden fruit Are false promises supposed to keep the nation alive?
The weak feasting upon your lies Creating the illusions in their heads Controlled through utopia Without free will
Trust is the only weakness The habit that you cannot dismiss But in the end all your friends Reveal themselves as enemies
We built this city on weakest blood On ground stained and ill On dead gods
The veil of lies unfolds Overwhelming the society Ignorance caused by illusion Keeps us satisfied
Despite the fact that we are all doomed to die We should bow to no one
The weak feast upon your lies Creating the illusions in their heads
We built this city on weakest blood On ground stained and ill On dead godsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
