Из альбома: Marasmus
Their trivial trials
Making us fight for their wars
In the name of some system
Dictatorship
Adorn
Disconnecting — our free thought minds
Dividing — what could be unity
Because they know
That’s where our power lies
All they touch — wasted
Taint our righteousness
Our reason and freedom to believe in what is real
Tainted righteousness
Break the grip that we try to hold on our lives
Taint our righteousness
Creating holes that never can be filled
Tainted righteousness
Once we are down and our knees
They’ll fire at will
Disconnecting our free thought minds
Dividing — what could be unity
Because they know
That’s where our power lies
That’s all they know
Drug the ones who see through what they’ve instilled