Each day were ready to kill other Horde is pierced with hate it's ready to cause pain It needs an occasion to splash away it's rage Look into their eyes - you see hunger and scorn! Give them the piece of mind Take away all the doubts, otherwise - Hell on earth! Kills the trust into you The master without property... You give birth to hate in the consciousness There's bribery and false smiles all around Useless wars and needless sacrifieces Open your eyes, look into the reality! You're an aged puppet in someone's hands, A painted mummy speaking into the nothing, You're a slave of the system your age's short. Threads are broken, the promises vanish into the air... Your placell be taken by another guy, everything startsanew Motion on and around never stops And he rises his head and spits against the wind... Same as everybody does like all, but why? why? Give them the piece of mind Take away all the doubts, otherwise - Hell on earth! Kills the trust into you The master without property...
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