Look out that window, the intensity of live in this filth we call humanity Religion, belief, war, blindness The impulse for the delusion? The fanatics are feeding your anger, your gift Surrounded by walls of wasted lives Their retaliation falls into oblivion, and yours? Defending the convictions that died away It's your turn to move It's so natural, so human, praise our species The scab and the dirt On the only path I take the wrong direction The way of us all and of the past Once involved in the circulation, no decision to make Unision is the end of all, of individuality Being a whore for yourself you are misleading Every chapter I read ends the same There is nothing open, nothing new The truth they tell loses worth, but I get used to it ...By time, I leave The door I see is the exit, don't even there they lead me Not learning but knowing, open mouth, I hear no words My tongue is wield by their shit Feeding with salt, no birth from this ground The last glowing is punished with indifference Closed the book already, what is the last page? The blinded masses behind them Give me my eyesight that was promised What was first, act or word? Doesn't matter much to me, I consumeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
