Paroles de Slavemind

The collective soul Succumbs to teh influence of illusions Fused with the crowd A virile force, a fanatized sensation Influenced by aimless ideas You lose your will in the crowd Listen to the one who took in from you He is strong now Listen to the blind man The one who brings you to ruin The creator of these lies feels like Becoming simply - a martyr The colossal strength of ignorance The smashing force of coalescence Blind faith makes a slave of you A slave to his ill vision Enslaved by foreign dreams Standing in the crowd conceitedly Give an ear to the morbid liar Help him become a martyr Listen to the madman Repetitive blatherings are contagious Do build for him temples All of you who need an idol