It's easy to accept something that you know You'll never be able to change or escape Like sheep being lead to the slaughter Blindly bow down before the killing blade
Machines made of meat, caring for their souls For something they never had and never will Praying to god while spitting on his commandments Waiting for the holy solution they'll never receive
A needle, a bottle, a pill to escape from reality To solve the problems made up from nothing Vacant skulls shaking from on the tv-command Fingers gripping on anything that's in season
Society? nation? race? it's all the same A pack to mercilessly hunt the weak To bring some 'enemy' down on their knees And to give some sense to empty lives
Crawling beneath, watched from above With scorn and utter disgust by apostles Well prepared, trained for their small roles That every human forced to play in his life
Controlled by those who controlled by those Who controlled by one from emptiness In fact, there's no real control in the world The cage's not around, its inside the brain
Constantly twisted by the invisible evil hand Spirits are more than low and the pressure is high Already dead hearts seating until fear stops them The law of submission man can never deny
Standard indifferent faces, all blank and retarded Not even a trace of thought reflects in the eyes All these beings was born to be cruelly slaughtered To oil with blood the ever-turning wheel of time
Acting without will, thinking without minds Looking for another stupid thing to have fun Dreaming about the evacuation to paradise From this god- given hell on earthTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
