We can’t see our little part in crimes Your good sense is dying with your conscience Keep on feeding the lines of violence The march of stupid shall start You are blind, static, smothered and deaf Our lies are better than our brains Nobody believes in this reality The dream of peace is just a fake
Fight! Don’t sleep! Scream! Don’t refuse! Burn my clan or suffer in hell These little actions; a sea of illusions Burn my clan or burn in hell
Searching by the others dimensions Illusions from the false paradise Involving life in tyrannies Ignorance of the weak minds Hate and shame of this generation They’re so perfect for the lions Empty society, Natural vengeance Pandemonium’s alive without conscience
Fight! Don’t sleep! Scream! Don’t refuse! Burn my clan or suffer in hell These little actions; a sea of illusions Burn my clan or burn in hell
Ascending nightmares, into our days We live these hollow lives We share these shallow graves The lethality of our words Of all diseases, the worst Totally finished, your false morality Rotting traditions of actual society We are marching for the decadence The dream of peace means pestilence
Fight! Don’t sleep! Scream! Don’t refuse! Burn my clan or suffer in hell These little actions; a sea of illusions Burn my clan or burn in hellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
