Distant (NL)
Malice
Force Fed by ideologist propaganda, guided by lines of manufacture
Spreading the infection across consuming population
We are nothing but a processed cattle, willing to Kindly sacrifice itself for the greater good of system

Blindfolded eyes seeing nothing but a wall of lies
Born into exile, we're just born to die

It drains all the light
No salvation
With no hope
Suffering
This endless damnation
I'm about to break free

Cast into the oblivion
Surrounded by the pitch black void

Oppresion through the hegemony (fuck you!)
The life of the working class
Divide and conquer
The populace through currency
Fuck the tories
Reestablish a coup d'etat

Bastard nations hungry for finances and overpopulation
We are nothing but sheeps guided by the system
We dont have to suffer from this endless devastation
We have made this world our only grave
Bastard nations hungry for finances and overpopulation
We are nothing but sheeps guided by the system