Coming down like a railroad ride Is a dynasty, the genetic tide It'll sweep the nation from its celebration With liberty and justice for all A bitter shoulder is out of hand Replacing prime with the primal As it replenishes the gimmick Your line will be buried in the sand
Appointed wrongly by a mistake Disguising itself as the only way Inebriated sense of instinct I wonder how they'll piece it to be The ensured mass will fuck you in the ass And suck your world dry just for their kind
Obtaining honor through a bloodline It's a lie for you Overpopulating righteousness It's a lie for you Ovulating till the end of time It's a lie for you Milking it out till your bones are dry It's a lie for you
Blowing up like a dying dream Is the breathing space for women to scream Modern culture has taken its toll Effectively undoing itself No more history on the shelves A bitter castration is in place Replacing the best with all their worst As they stake the heart with their plan So take these words and grab my hand Or your line will be buried in the sandTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
