Testo di Hobsons Choice

Rotten teeth In the mouth of society The smell of death The sweet scent of the unforgiven Claiming your direction Would be the path Wether you decide Follow or languish It’ Hobsons choice Eat or die, as it ever was And forgiveness is the price Corrupt interaction in disbelieve And religion the yarn beliefe I envy the incomplete I envy the numb Because only spoken words Can poison your mind A rotten teeth In the mouth of society And it only can be pulled By extinction Infected brains, never will be healed As words fill up with concrete And suppresses everything That was claimed as a soul Like lambs on shambles Starving in hunger and lust But depressed in believe and trust Cut of limbs that once were dreams Or at least seemed to be dreams Kill me before its too late