hese images of the television heads spouting promises that disappear in days move and shift as we cross the Styx (and the carnival slips out of town) Past ideas never did us anything- the rolling stone of progress Flattened us We move and shift as the Rubicon laps at the fast of the masses that never return.
You quench your thirst with ashes You plant your seeds in send And watch as weeds devour...
You pride these institutions that glorify disease One thousand knives have stabbed the backs of those you have deceived You can't get there from here The beaten path's a dead end road Burning bridges coming down again
We hope and pray for a leader to come Our 'new world man' realized- is the jackel enthroned with his suit and phone The financial demon's arrived Hyps and praise for the avaricious way All sacrifices must be made Get in line and put the noose on your neck There's plenty of rope for us all
You think you make the difference Yet you ingest their gruel And reek with stench of profit...
The crowd is shifting The target's getting closer The bastard smiles with his sinister grin It's retribution No mercy ever given...the wolf is howling as the sheep devour.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
