I bet (that) you've not forgotten the first time you rode a stage
in that old mouse hole full of adrenaline, anger and sweat
I bet (that) you don't forget those days of glory and metal
those faces singing your songs that you called 'brothers' not so long ago

Don't Forget You were born from nothing
Don't Forget You'll go back to nothing
Don't let stupid dreams of glory
Soil what you represent

Don't Forget Man! Do you remember when
You were a shit?

in your life... don't forget the past

it's not a contract or a handful of money that makes you better
it's not the largest stage that makes you more special
now you spit on your brothers calling them little stupid fleas
you avoid and scorn them when they're the ones who feed you

nerds in playin' their instrument sold for a handful of cunts
don't you never forget your origin, the sentence is death
the death of the fire that characterised you on stage
the death of that nature which marks you in the world

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