Hear the violence calling
Like it’s your civil right
May the nature be selective
About who will get out alive
You don’t try to mess with big shit
If you can’t take the consequence
Better run fast enough
Unless you want someone to shoot your back
When everything falls to pieces , the ground meets your face
In the last eulogy of a nuclear race
Or a cheap advertisement of what is your dream
When you run a thousand miles and get back where you begin
Right !
This time don’t enter the path
And just close your decisions
There’s no way to put an end to it
We’re just god’s unwanted children
The enlightenment of consumerism
And the bullets in the head
And do you call life what you are living ?
Cause you’re better off dead
In the road of desperation
Self-destruction path waits
Sacred paranoia without a reason to escape
Or a glorious revolution of what is inside
Is up to you to decide which side you are this time
When all the compassion is sell out
No fucking shit got a hold on me
All the hopes got stuck in the terror
Being showed on your television screen
Propaganda signs become saviors
In the world that everything has it’s price
You can believe there’s no fucking way out
But this must be the perfect time to try
I’m not the one
Just a part of god’s bastard sons
Who locked themselves in this world of shit
And could never fit into it
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