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Control of mass, generate slaves!!!
Preaching the lies over the world to harvest chaos,
Hiding the truth, twisting the knife inside the open wound.
Massive attack to subconcious makes human tools,
Now hate rules and chaos rise.
Who... can find the truth... when all of us are confronted...?
This... is the way to serve to... preachers of lies.
Confounded minds are the best place to put the doubt,
It makes us stagnt and loose the way and then we are tools.
Sistematic and automatic is the attitude,
The human is like a little piece.
Who... can find the truth... when all of us are confronted...?
This... is the way to serve to... preachers of lies.
...Lies!!!
(Argh...!)
(Argh...!)
Human... tool!
(Argh...!)
Tool! (Argh...!)
Confounded minds are the best place to put the doubt,
It makes us stagnt and loose the way and then we are tools.
Sistematic and automatic is the attitude,
The human is like a little piece.
Who... can find the truth... when all of us are confronted?
This... is the way to serve to... preachers of lies.
Lies!
Lies!
Lies!