I behold the human race Soulless like empty graves Nothing more than hollow shells Waiting only for funeral bells Without virtue, living a lie Literally born only to die This rotting corpse called society Eating, shitting and vomiting morality Preachers of empty faiths Always searching for willing slaves Creating a herd of mindless cattle Ready to be sent in a profitable battle Now when weakness is virtue And money creates the truth It’s time to open your eyes And see behind the disguise Those whose mind is not stained by idiocy Bring down the fall of hypocrisy I shout – rise and sound the funeral bells Bring the corpses to their empty gravesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
