Poisoned faces on the streets Watching your misery Willingness to dominate They try to hang a leash
Prisoners of reality Blinded by religion, Scared by the shout of revolution
Black vermin like a plague They're shouting empty words But dumb nations bow to them Burn them all in fucking hell
Generation of the plastic puppets Steered by the tool of propaganda Without the courage, without the power
They meekly run toward death Death machines crush the bones Spitting out the human scum This world must finally burn
Prisoners of reality Blinded by religion, Scared by the shout of revolutionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
