Dysphoria - Satyriasis XXI lyrics

During the burial when I stared with my eyes spread Infant warrior has received a glimpse of idea If the war is wrong, then why you're a slave In your own country while k**ing dozen of foreigners This is your war, and I'm your weapon What a sad lies! Hold your f**ing gun and aim it at innocent victim Standby, burn it, go! Wake up to be despised for Spared guilt on k**ing beautiful Shared the deadly dance again d**h is now shining How many lives have you destroyed? The government is paying you for being plague For poorer and less-developed The idea stored inside you Which they don't want to be out And weight something It's all about genetic freedom So it shall be blocked forever in blotto mind With no way to retrieve it The only jest about it tells you: “Shut you mouth and be our knife”