الكلمات الأصلية
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Sit down and complain
All your patterns are the same
All the pain is in vain
With no money and no fame
This is the final road
I’ll make you feel unborn
You’ll see the empire down
We’re laughing all around
Can’t control my inner absentia
I know what's gonna be
Embracing my dementia
All my life I’ve been taught to be a king
So I don’t give a shit about your ways to be, yeah
The gallows pole's ahead
Is waiting for your neck
And waiting for some others
Kill the politicians
Let them starve
Let them be tortured
By all this crowd
Kill the politics
And all of their fucking sons
Justice has come for you all
Why the fuck is everybody blind?
Getting fat on the couch
Waiting for their prime
Can the pope put his hands out of this child?
We won’t take any more of your denials
The gallows pole's ahead
Is waiting for your neck
And waiting for some others
Erase them from the map
Be conscious with your mind
The price they have to pay
In your conscience now fall
In your conscience fall
Kill the politicians
Let them starve
Let them be tortured
By all this crowd
Kill the politics
And all of their fucking sons
Justice has come for you all
