Paroles de Witnesses

No change no pleasure no jokes no sex No choice no morals no ethics no depth No colour no fight no freedom no life Profound creation, temptation is swept I hear knocking on my door I wonder how it's possible That I just sit here in my room Watching some TV Thinking of nothing and nothing And I don't know how Does anybody have the nerve To come to my door And sell the world of God I wonder what's the remedy And I can move on with my life Before you people are through With the extinction of the universe You save the world from me I wonder who will be left over...