It is time to break down the pedestal of self-denial You've placed yourselves Step down from your high ideals To confront the scum and common within Keep god close while keeping your distance Room for forsaken promises To commit the very sins you preach of To the rich, the dumb, the enslaved ill-fated (You're) Not fit to judge A hating breed has grown out of fear Accommodating anger and rage We won't bend in front of belief Nor mortify our will to live We'll burn down your fortresses Where so openly are welcomed The weak, the blind, the deprived We'll carry the torches forward Until the insanity's pushed asideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
