They teach you to kill,
Feed you with sin.
Numbed by your fears,
You are not giving in.
No space for regrets,
No chance for an end.
Hand them their masks,
Sit back and watch how
Existence is dehumanized,
Their breed destroys hope,
Culutre is adapted so their profit is not interrupted.
Armed to the teeth,
Detached from reason,
You believe what they preach.
No space for regrets,
No chance for an end.
Hand them their masks,
Sit back and watch how
These traitors live among us
Ignored by the mass
Disdained by no one
They keep on selling death
It’s time to stop your apathy
Don’t trust their hollow lies
Stop feasting while others die
The torch goes out
All hope dies out
The ones selling death are the ones who decide
All hope dies out
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