This world is a lie, a corpse rotting Stagnant power encased in fear of change and loss Eating our offspring Fuck these liars and obese greed fiends We backed their rise
Crushing the young with the weight of their infected soul Delusions, hoarding brings control Can't wait for them to die Cut the disease supply Ashes of the poor, suffocating lords of war We will watch them bleed From their desperate need Self-genocide from their corporate pride
The last silent victims of excess An extreme antisocial presence Falling through the world Watch them suffer Learn from their lies
One way: compromise Quiet death en masse One way: violent opposition Fiscal deicide
It's gone on too long Conjoined with an immobile parasite near death With a gun to our head, a bloated finger bends the invisible trigger Burn it, born to die Save none
This world is a lie, a corpse rotting Frozen in time We fed them our offspring We fed them our lifetime Stagnant power, infinite greed Encased in their fear of change These liars and obese greed fiends Burn them all, born to dieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
