Songtext von With Broken Wings

With broken wings Illusions. To mainly control Conspiracies buried under each poll Ignorance to keep It will never ever cease Churning out lies everyday As our mind sleeps away ALL MORALS thrown apart It will never ever cease Silent weapons for quiet wars, strategy of diversion Comforted in apathy, inhibition of real actions WITH ALL OUTLETS BLURING LINES Urged to feel, ill at ease, in reality of averageness Replacing revolt by guilt, grit gone without trace By bending truth, rather than BREAKING IT Prefiguring perception of subjetcs, in which we fit Your time has come for lapping up my words I SWEAR VICTORY "Born to become placard man I have never ever fucking ceased To train. Over my strength to hold Always down for hitting grounds By cold winters Fearing to slide forever" With broken wings Letting faith and dreams soar away