This is a life led in the shadows of your greed As all your rotten leaders keep on corrupting our peace So profit craving and addicted to increase, There is no limit, no giving over But I swear that this cold man-eating machine Will be destroyed and shall rust away
This is a land, crushed By the pressure of your needs Since mindless wastage and consumption growing stronger Day by day
There is this cause you once called guilt Now you just wash it off your hands Yes, we are the children of a lesser god But hear my oath, we shall untie this Gordian knot! Never kiss the hands of the swayers
This is a man, scarred by injustice and defeat Enslaved and kept away from education Now so frustrated and distracted On their knees they beg for reform, they pray for rescue To the masters of their earthly misery I swear, I'll throw just everything against my bitter fate!
There is this cause, you once called guilt Yet you just wash it off your hands Yes, we are the children of a lesser god But hear my oath, we shall untie this fatal knot! Never kiss the hands of the swayers And never bow to servants and betrayers
There is no conflict, as none of you has any interest in me. Where rights of men should rule, there are just blindness, Disregard and apathy. Your shining promise This so-called pursuit of happiness, it is all exclusive, It's just a lie to keep you warm
World conquest This baneful dogma of reckless accretion, Your highest law and order Within the darkness of your domineering ignorance We roam about, we go astray And nothing you will ever hear about this struggle About this lonely fight for survival...

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Writer(s): MAIK WEICHERT