What makes us get up early in the dawn What drives us ti olod since the day we're born What makes us believe in a world of lies Here is my incentive when my tears run dry
Hate is my engine, anger is my fuel Wrath is my ignition to fight against the rules Rage is the motor, the fury in my mind The only actuation to stand the daily grind
What makes us a coward, what makes us brave What makes us to masters, what makes us slaves Why don't we oppose, why do we obey There's no use in talking, stand up and raise the blades
Hate is my engine, anger is my fuel Wrath is my ignition to fight against the rules Rage is the motor, the fury in my mind The only actuation to stand the daily grind
Looking for a deeper sense in life A power unit for your mental drive You struggle for misunderstood ideals But finally when the truth reveals
All you'll find is lies, deceit and treason There is neither rhyme nor there is reason
Whishes and desires will collapse Wake up from sweet dreams and face the facts Abandoning your trust and your belief Nothing more remaining to achieve
Disappointment burns like gasoline It is high octane fuel for the disengaging of your raging hate machine
Hate is my engine, anger is my fuel Wrath is my ignition to fight against the rules Rage is the motor, the fury in my mind The only actuation to stand the daily grind Hate is my engine, it's always on my mind It's motivation to stand the daily grindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
