Paroles de Resident Asylum

What are you god, without plastic mask? What are you god, without majesty What are you without your sheeps I`m the healer - bringer of hate I`m creator - creator of mord Your agent works behind their collar On this land of illusion - called life With musy gospel they make dismal sermons To wash the dirths from your gory hands You wear the suit of highest wisdom Like they say god is your guide line And then you - reload the gun I know where you are hidden figure In this kingdom full lices like you With mutilated mind - senseless In the middle of walls - resident asylum Deaf of my words Mute to say the truth Blind to see - the pictures, that you create To cold your conscience, you give me the gun Shame on you, coward and thank you sorrow Who Released you pain Die!