Less living space And freedom of speech is just words on the paper
Tidy courts Were built on the bones and on pain of your neighbors
Tiny flies Aspire to the top where they wipe out each other again
`Сause they don`t hear us anymore They tell us empty words, that we throw away
How can we be so placid under oppression? Scales of the justice keep working by their rules.
[When in the Course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature's God entitle them...]*
Take a look around, what have you found? Is that what we call a prosperous society? All these lies, greed, malice, that became a creed - I`m so glad that it`ll never be a part of me.
Maybe it`s enough to follow, government is hollow You prefer to wallow in a puddle of your own blood. You don`t need your masters causing world disasters They will be the first who leave the drowning vessel due to Great Flood