Testo di Hypocrites

You’re faint don’t face up to yourself, you fighting wars you know nothing about. You’re not thinking, only let you lead, you lost your life, but you don’t mind… No you don’t mind! Hit me! Beat me! I’m the one who scoff on you! Torture me! Chase me! I’m the one who will be free… You’re blind, poor souls, exhaust their blood, made your victims to empty slaves. You only speak with fear and diffused it. Distress is your life but you don’t mind. No you don’t mind! But those who see you playing games and trust themselves are much wiser than you ever will be. Violence is you only speech, brutality your way but we had, what you’ll never know!