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We're not informed, manipulated by well selected truth We shouldn't see, shouldn't hear it, it might disturb our sleep They're casting TV-games, live is but a game-show Daily lullabies, the newest one's called desert hunt Let's see if we can beat the high-score bonus points for every thousand dead shot Arabs Paralized, we don't know what's going on Paralized we can't change it anyway Clear the news so we can see the world thought your eyes Clean and brave, in your war's no place for dying Paralized, we don't know what's going on Paralized we can't change it anyway He was good enough to act as your cat's-paw In his fratricidal war, just a means to an end Now it's too late, you fought fire with fire And you still feed the flames. Ain't you scared to burn yourself? From Letras Mania