Better don’t always means better for us all
Some of us are born doomed to fall
Theocrates hypocrites
Disguising brainwashing with faith
Deceivers, false prophets
Gaining power
Judging and sentencing fake sins
Blessed be the fruit
May The Lord Open
Blessed be the fruit
Blessed
Don’t let the bastards take you down
“Better don’t” always means better for us all
Some of us are born doomed to fall
Let’s break the wheel
Let the revolution start
No more controlled minds
How do we escape this madness
We are like mice trapped here
Confined in this maze
Losing on this fucking game
Our bodies mutilated
We didn’t resist the perpetual sin
While lovers were drowned
And good men were hung the wall
Don’t let the bastards take you down
Classified by the color of our mantles
Doomed to a duty to serve with our wombs
In the name of faith
Oh, your blind faith
Just puppets on a string
Don’t let the bastards take you down
How do we survive here
And where to escape
Their Eyes surround me
Where’s a safe place
On liberty’s name
To get rid of the shame
I’ll end your twisted games
Better don’t always means better for us all
Some of us are born doomed to fall
Let’s break the wheel
Let the revolution start
No more controlled minds
