They say there's a sky above Can you see it from the holes they've dug Gotta have a soul first to sell it Everyone's got a story and they're dying to tell it In the land of blame, new cells with new strings Division and doubt is what they crave So fucking lost in a web of shit There's almost no one left that won't get caught in it
Slaves to the screen Disciples of greed They want our end and they have the means Slaves to the screen Injustice machines
Slaves to the screen Fanatics and fiends Disarmed by powers that be When there's no one left to trust It's us against us
Leaders crown with false patriotic wreaths Spewing promises of opportunity Disillusions, we imprison those Who numb their hearts and minds just to cope It's plain to see they don't even care Erasing equality, dismissing what's fair History forgotten conveniently Is destined to happen again repeatedly
Slaves to the screen Disciples of greed They want our end and they have the means Slaves to the screen Injustice machines
Slaves to the screen Fanatics and fiends Disarmed by powers that be When there's no one left to trust It's us against us
We are all just caught in the injustice machineTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
