Sometimes I listen to many voices in my head Voices insist on telling me I'm dead Towards this mad society I'm no one But I'm alive to fight against your clan
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I see only war and injustice in my way The weakers are losers and can't react I turn my hate in the weapons against these pigs My attitude is clear and made of revolt
Mad society, alienation Brutal force, obliteration Without money in your life You'd better die Paranoia, exploitation Persecution, hallucination No peace in your life You'd better fight
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My head aches when I look around Indifferent people go on with their lifes They're part of this mad society I feel lonely and my power is all gone
