No need to die for your country. To sell your soul for hypocrisy. No need to play their god game And die in vain for their own fame.
Chorus: No one wants a revolution (?) Fame turns into the gray. All we need is evolution Not a god to which we pray. No one wants your revolution And there's nothing left to say. Do you still feel human, Where our hope is swept away?
Will death bring salvation To your shameful nation? Is this the price we'd have to pay, So that these fuckers could still play.