Tekster: Empire Hideous (The). Other. You Follow.

Making attempts, have we stretched far for the ladder.
Seize vitality and wish for inspiration.
Barricades and psycho traps are self rewarding.
What's been done here, we're not receiving.

No options for us. Who dares to care anymore?
Instructed lessons are enforced here day by day.
Aim too high and miss the target.
He's looking for a pat on the back.

Not meant to lead. You're meant to follow.
Don't ask questions. You're made to worship.
Not meant to speak. You're meant to listen.
You'll never lead us. You will follow.

Could one sustain to fight this war.
Falling walls. It's quite amusing.
Still looking for that scapegoat out of here.
These laughing faces won't carry you out of here.