Original lyrics

EN

I've seen better days than this Dictator of love Stand in the way of happiness Everything seems to fucking easy What can be said of us when love is tested and put on trail For not a crime but tradition? What can be said? We are the face of perfection We are the elite A false sense of tolerance in the hearts of man And if need be Another president dead Give me another president dead Brothers and sisters Cast your unheard ballots Vote Yes on oppression Your ideals are obsolete The authority of morality If god dictats what love is Who will love the unwanted? Lay waste to this cold tradition Take the gods of old to hell What can be said? I've never felt to alive I've never felt so alive Give me another dead president Give me another dead president Your god is a "faggot" hater? Your freedoms is on the line but getting a busy signal A goddamn busy signal We are the face of prefection We are the elite A false sense of tolerance in the hearts of man President is dead