These images of the television heads Spouting promises that disappear in days Move and shift as we cross the Styx And the carnival slips out of town Past ideas never did us anything The rolling stone of progress flattened us We move and shift as the Rubicon laps At the fast of the masses that never return You quench your thirst with ashes You plant your seeds in sand And watch as weeds devour You pride these institutions that glorify disease One thousand knives have stabbed The backs of those you've deceived You can't get there from here The beaten path's a dead end road Burning bridges coming down again We hope and pray for a leader to come Our new world man realized Is the jackal enthroned with his suit and phone? The financial demon's arrived Hype and praise for the avaricious way All sacrifices must be made Get in line and put the noose on your neck There's plenty of rope for us all You think you make the difference Yet you ingest their gruel And reek with stench of profit You pride these institutions that glorify disease One thousand knives have stabbed The backs of those you've deceived You can't get there from here The beaten path's a dead end road Burning bridges coming down again [Incomprehensible] The crowd is shifting the target's getting closer The bastard smiles with his sinister grin, yeah It's retribution, no mercy ever given The wolf is howling as the sheep devour © HANSEATIC MUSIKVERLAG GMBH; PROPHECIES PUBLISHING MARKUS STAIGE; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com