Testo di Pick Axe

You look at me like your son Chip away Fracture the souls of our young Chip away Sculpting minds for your end Slow and sure those minds will bend Chip away You view destruction as an art Chip away Not content with your own heart Chip away Helping others theres always a catch When your own bias is as good as a fact Chip away Some people wonder and some stay aloof But power corrupts and youre the living proof Chip away Chip away