I wake up nowhere World down below I climb up every step And knock on this black door An old man standing But watching me Then I see through his eyes And see that I am - dead
Your strength is made of weakness The weakness of the mass A system of neurotics No question who is last who's last?
A revelation of what's named the undead truth A resurrection of: The madness they abuse Pathetic world that's all addicted to the blind One hell - one lie You sell your own truth
They set your head on fire Erase the words you say Regression - your mind's being owned Submission of the uncontrolled All they fear is you
Retaliation of dark days that we are through Regeneration of: The dignity we lost There's no veracity in their poisoned misanthrope One word - one lie You sell your own truth
A product of the masses The weakness set inside
Dissimulation's in your every single move Eradication planned: Control "every truth"! And equilibrium is smashed to the ground One mind - one lie You sell your own truthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.