Letra de A Million Judas Iscariotes

Brutal truth, the final move There's no room, love is doomed March within' pain and fear What do you need? look what's near Overweight, overpaid, overload, overdose. The air is ill, turn off all lights You have no skills, to prove you´re right The fate is sealed, for he who flies The tale is done, for he who lies Open your eyes and mind Open you eyes now! Constitution, violation, revolution, obligation.