They steal your days, they leave you no space They put you on the wall just because Always you want them all They pull the trigger, you grab the bullet They throw you bait, you toss the bait Always you want them all After all, people who demand Spare a coin to the beggar, otherwise they‘re wrong When you ask and you don’t pay back Your demand is a fraud
Turn around and look at the wall That’s your place, that’s your role The empty space of the concrete No more emotions, no more demanding Nothing but only some rocks with the use of an only thing Material for your grave
Now the mass is screaming for freedom And the king is staring at the wall When the king falls from the throne Someone from the mass will rule the world And same… wall again… all fail…
Honestly I am sick of this thing, do your part Smash the bullet, puke the bait Two steps back, then charge and smash the wallTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
