| can you feel the lack of satisfaction?
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| can you hear the whispering men?
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| can you see the social erection
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| rising and deflowering the counterfeit zen?
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| can you smell the stench of revolution
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| offered as salvation to the mass?
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| can you feel the political pollution
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| fill the sky with venomous gas?
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| so now you can go and kill your fucking self,
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| cause anyway your only faith is rotting in a cell!
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| there’ve been too many terrorists, there’ve been too many saints,
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| now welcome to the warzone, where they are all the same!
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| the fucking radio commands to tighten up your belt
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| while the television promises serenity and wealth
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| but i’ve seen too many faces, i’ve seen too many tears
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| i’ve seen too many people exposed to their fears
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| you conceive the babylon’s child in grief — false salvation
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| you believe in promises of all the thieves — putrid lies
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| can you feel the pressure of corruption?
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| can you hear the speeches of the «lords»?
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| can you see the fictitious election
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| masterfully played by the government’s wards?
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| can you feel your pride penetrated? |
| can you feel your confidence raped?
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| can you see that the bombs detonated,
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| shaking the borders of the world?
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| a fish rots from the head, so does the state
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| as crazy fucking people worship kings that they create,
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| all the stupid motherfucking laws, all the empty stores
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| and all the calls for genocide and all the fucking wars
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| now what we hear are arguments — which politician’s right?
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| but in the end for people any ministry is blight!
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| so take the ratocratic dick out of your fucking mouth,
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| this should be nothing to think about!
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| you conceive the babylon’s child in grief — false salvation
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| you believe in promises of all the thieves — putrid lies
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| you deceive yourself to believe in onetime fake peace
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| you deceive yourself to believe… |