They are demographic ballast that you see around Inanimate, passive maggots of new life. Stillborn they try to be alive Until they meet the graveyard's ground.
Like dumb puppets in the hands of instinct They believe in God to justify the strings above.
Born with insatiable black hole in chest they want to feed On corpses of our dreams, which lead us to defeat. They are watching us, I see. They want our energy, Take it off from me
Break these bastards, fuck them up! I believe that this our fate. To teach the stupid how to live Be ready spend a lot of hate.
They are demographic ballast that you see around Inanimate, passive maggots of new life. Stillborn they try to be alive Until they meet the graveyard's ground.
This goes on from generation to generation. Parody of life and stupid ideas easily fill the empty human shells. So, fuck you. You already lost.
Break these bastards, fuck them up! I believe that this our fate. To teach the stupid how to live Be ready spend a lot of hate.