[Lyrics: Andersson/Hellid, Music: Rosenberg/Hellid/Cederlund]
Fools gather round to watch me bleed
but there are things you'll never see
to protect and serve one nation under god
a nation in which no-one's free
Their flesh begins to rot
what's left of what they've got
a boring life is getting old
mischief won't turn to gold
By going back to burning books
ripping apart things that doesn't fit
one times one equals nine
Your make-believe reality is full of sh**
Jesus christ
lord of flies
in disguise
f**!
It's f**ed to hear one idiot's words
but worse to see others believe it
f**ed up minds in f**ed up times
it's up to you to foresee it
Jesus christ
lord of flies
in disguise
it's all built upon lies
out of hand
is this a f**ing joke
out of mind
and it makes me f**ing choke
f**!