Screaming as the glass penetrates the skin Quo status lost, pressed to a limit, forced to act The razorblade turns red as it cuts through your wrist See them-stripped of all their dignity
Hear the voices from the masses "we are the ones-a forbidden race" Fear the revolution Comfort is always given to late
Pushing forward, no time left no rest Faster and faster; the rhythm of the world we live Muscles tensed'n sweat is poring as you pull the trigger See them-stripped of all humility
Echoes of a fragile thought A masquerade of faces Strangers we are a So see me... Rejected logic Obtained by force A final hit And then i fall-as you see me...
Take the bullet in your head Swallow the poison-the taste is sweet Why pretend to like it, when you can love it? Cheer the sound of a broken neck Forbidden evil-twisted into forms-
Generations created by commercial fashions Fascistic ideas-now accepted Monumental stupidity; a complex of terror See me-still i scream