Lycanthrophy piosenki

On the run - you don't see - you don't hear You don't want - you don't need - you linger on Ironbound in your own disillusion On the run - you don't see - you don't hear A prison which one can't escape from A rebellion which does not take place On the ru...

Life is a fake game Our stereotypes Everything is unreal Empty and vain In the end you can look back into the mist of yesterdays. Full of fucking fear! 

Little killers kill their own parents and mothers their own children. Where has all the respect to a family, to the others and to yourself disappeared? Today's society brings on little killers, thieves and villains. Regular supply of thrillers and plasti...

Living in a comfortable costume In a contended illusion Double face, double conscience However, hidden in a shell, finger on a trigger Spit on this pseudohypocrisy Silhouette reflected in a mirror Smile which conceals the duplicity 

We grab it all giving nothing back Pick and steal and profiteer Liars hypocrites and place seekers Running over the cadavers Life is like a creeper producing human machines of success Greed and corruption rule the world! We still don't have enough The n...

A herd well looked after. Social securities mean paralysis of any resistance. Well-fed and treated and when the time comes we go to the slaughter. We don't think, we run away from reality, exhausted, tired, we come to terms with our fate even though it br...

A question presents itself Seductive and cruel To the most powerful in the world Daring ruling race is being raised A big deal is coming slowly Bit by bit but, inevitably How to govern the entire world, The world as a whole People of the great creation...

With your eyes closed you cannot see what's going on around you You repeat mistakes, because it is easy But when you look back at your life - all you see is a crippled soul Caused - by your naivety - mental simplicity 

Like mirrors we show our faces to each other. We t urn away disgusted. To admit reality is inconvenient! 

Two faces of truth, which is the true? Silence or scream! Truth or lie? Shut up me or yourself, next words only repeat the mistakes 

Embellishment at the price of pain Massive and cruel liquidation The discretion doesn't exist? Why this mass luxury fashion? Just enjoy the comfort No respect, no remorse And eat the shit served On golden plates Support the death! 

Only promises, lies - embarrasing Conjectures in the TV discussions - dissimulate Longing for power, money - political Ignorance to usual people - to usual 

Suffocated by poisonous smoke of nearby standing factories and every day traffic jams. The woods, where I used to as a little boy pick up mushrooms, has been covered in an illegal dump. The pitch, which I used to as a little one play on, has been growing...

Queue for perfectness! Improve your personality! Mendacious need of our society. "Beauty" for the price of pain. Serial image kills us. Promotional placards, supply and demand. Dull sheeps drift, mass control over is ascending. Become into a serial idol!!...

Nailed down into dust. Expect of the future. Victim offender human, man in shackles human sentenced by fucking politics - by religion - by yourself... 

A morning coffee, the beginning of everyday abuse. Natural needs hold us trapped. We created a world that destroys us. The right to choose is just another reason to get upset. Freedom we can buy. This is real nihilism. When you open your eyes in the morni...

Deprived and hatred, full of need to kill, you all! Full of hate, full of pain! Looking for nothing, beat to down. Unhappy victim which make all for self-destruction. Despair and hate, fuckin' eternal hate! Deep inside me, in my heart... Fuckin' hate! 

Kill all enemies! Fight against the nazi shits!!! 

Half-truths, manipulations Garbled lies - doubts are growing stronger Serious media, the government propaganda The faith in surveys increases Hired to maintain the public veal to persuade persuaded and to shut up the rest! The rest which in the majority...

Awakening with a morning's cup of hot coffee Tasting like a poison of a bad dream Dizzy-minded from the fucking stereotype everywhere around In the hottest tabloid, crashing news Pie charts of the TV rating People around with a false smile on their face...