Since I hardly keep my eyes open And try to discern the truth I realize it's time to fight They have our senses on a string With virulent mixture of menace and favour They make us all believe In what they call to live They take away the cure But they're not the chosen few They're not the chosen few
I'm sure this is what we deserve Dark matter poisoned our lives We're unaware of being chained With humble submission we gave up traditions There is no time to loose We have to stop abuse Just try to look around And to refine your mind Refine your poisoned mind
Torment Distress No Break the blow We should behold Rise as one And break it down
Don't let them fascinate your soul As parasites we root in our blood Too blind to see what's happening above We are the bearers of human selfishness With eyes tight shut we turn ourselves to casualties Like rats we run along the walls We are the tragedy We are the great mistake