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RESEARCH WITHOUT CONSCIENCE

We are the engineers
Dressed our disgusting stench
in a brandnew silken suit
The firms we work for
are rolling in money by the arms trade
with the countries of the Third World

We don't rack our brains over these
naive questions, we don't care!
Owning scientific titles,
knowledge, power - we are trained

We sold our brains from a desire to reign
and climbed high in the hierarchy
We stuck at nothing and became rich
while others have been tortured and killed

We're drowned in the blood
of the victims of wars
So called scientists,
Research without conscience
Sure we could refuse
and talk to the Press
but everybody's life consists of little compromises

So we gush over new products
Industrial nation and progress
Progress for whom? Progress for death!
Progress for profits, progress for sale!

We do not care about the blood on our hands
'cause we
have some aims to attain
Pleasure to give orders, longing for power
in the... great and corrupt Industry

Sign your contract!
The stink of your brain!
Paid for your crimes!


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