The sands of time are running ,Our minds degrade in pain
Depression – Unrest –Emotional Drain

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They wear their gold and garments and cast their deadly spell
It spreads like plague upon the earth and brings us hell



He who breathes it dies and rises up again
And drags himself upon their throne and bows his head



This is a corpse republic, ran by the dead

and in their masters name

The dead are walking – the are voting

They are the ones supporting  this fucking joke



Born to serve the masters and their wretched machine
They operate as tools of oppression

They  maim and kill and and throw In jail their brethren and kin
And exercise  the social control.



Eye for an Eye -  I see behind the curtain 

I see right through your lies

Eye for an eye -   A truth beyond acceptance

A truth for all mankind



Every move they make against us Strengthens our will
To chop their  fucking hands  Right  from their wrist.



We’ll raise the dead and make them  See behind the deceit
And bring this fucking  joke down  with a drift.



There can be no exception There will be no regret
Warped and deranged in chaos We want your fucking head



Eye for an Eye -I see behind the curtain

I see right through your lies
Eye for an eye - a truth beyond acceptance

A truth for all mankind



Pleading of the dying  And the burning stench
Of this corpse republic Coming to an end