The seed of ignorance is born, thou shalt not think, thou shalt conform
The pigs order us to follow orders and obey The flies drink the decaying nectar of their tortured effigy
Cling to wasted beliefs and visions and bathe in apathy again No solution, the retribution of spiritual sickness begins
The legacy of suffering is through, the guilt we bear shall not tear us in two
Born we are the same, within the silence, indifference be they name Torn we walk alone, we sleep in silent shades The grandeur fades, the meaning never known
If nothing in the world can change our children will inherit nothing
Born we are the same, within the silence, indifference be they name Torn we walk alone, we sleep in silent shades The grandeur fades, the meaning never known
The pigs call for pure submission anbd fall into the fray The lonely hunter beats his shallow drum, the soundtrack of world disarray
Cling to wasted beliefs and visions and bathe in apathy again No solution, the retribution of spiritual sickness begins
Born we are the same, within the silence, indifference be they name Torn we walk alone, we sleep in silent shades The grandeur fades, the meaning never known
If nothing in the world can change our children will inherit nothingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
