Light…You play this role… You stay on the stage, Making hearts go fast. You’re a prophet And the generation voice. But you don’t understand Why do you need this way.
Trembling hands, Look for the comfort For your inflamed mind. You don’t understand The words That you have sung… You are preaching things that you Never knew… The crowd heeds your every move.
Hypnotize... Enjoy Hypocrisy! Hypnotize... Caddabra In your head…
This is just a pyramid of falsity, Choke with it, and suffocate. We don’t have enough Dictators with the lash in hands… Search for new, resembling us.
Welcome to slaughterhouse. Not an animal farm. Just a slaughterhouse.