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Honesty! misery! creep on knees to be free Don't you see, suffering is all you've got to feed the kings Self-defence! ignorance! second hand perplexity! All that stuff are swellings of our cowardly society If you don't ever close your eyes, you'll see what for your courage dies Cash is where the power rules, go perish on a ship of fools You're not just only meaningless, you're dragged into unconsciousness But give a shit where you might go, it's all the same, the folks are only Dust, only dust Dust, only dust is what lasts Bloody hands are the sense, it's your cheat So how long will you die for their greed? Good part for each Masquerade! glittering! free from care, everywhere Funny face! "mercy-b"! honest work! you are free! Whet your ellbows, go to score, try to win the social war Kill your brother when you must, if you don't want to be the lost! Our politics sell weapons to the middle-east fascism clans While they decide in silent rooms their insatiable budget plans So snatch-up what you still can grip, the hell awaits your final trip With or without a Cadillac you'll end up in the same disease, it's Letras de canciones Dust, only dust Dust, only dust is what lasts Bloody hands are the sense, it's your cheat So how long will you die for their greed? Good part for each Look the truth in the eye, all you give, all you try Think it up, think it down, get a grip, you're on your own Powerful, mercyless, the law comes down to break your chest In the end you will know, finished man, get a bow When will you ever realize, the final path is suicide? The time is right for "red-alert", go on, defend your lives on earth Justice meets establishment, no poor control the government Woe to those who try to change, the mills of life will grind you up to Dust, only dust Dust, only dust is what lasts Bloody hands are the sense, it's your cheat So how long will you die for their greed? Good part for each From Letras Mania