Songtext von Violent Manipulation

I feel my blood To boil when I see Bad of eye To the common opposed One my soul A hungry knife Of blood when They see a manipulated By the social lie Breathing impulsive air They see a manipulated By the blood you guided Their doubt is sinned And apparently the opposed One to the regime He appears tortured The life is a hospital The death is nothing When it arrives no longer I am It debate the live self takes many manipulation Kills that creation I feel my blood To boil when I see Bad of eye To the common opposed One my soul A hungry knife Of blood when They see a manipulated idiot By the social lie Breathing impulsive air They see a manipulated By the blood you guided Their doubt is sinned Violent manipulation