Nothing has changed The man is still what he was A marionette of credulity, Prisoner of prejudice
So many preachers Self-important leaders Who sell their truths For weak-minded fools
What to expect From the world built on lies What to expect While the blind leads the blind
This confused society Which we created Is just a reflection Of our internal state
In adversarial mind In it's constant struggles Can not show any Signs of progress
What to expect From the world built on lies What to expect While the blind leads the blindTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
