Paroles de Bottom Feeders

Burning bridges and building walls Weakened by individualism Victim of mass paranoia Short leash and thick walls Nothing can penetrate their primitive intellect Carrying Carrying dead men's luggage No hate and no love No passion and no pulse An envelope without its content Both hands busy carrying Carrying dead men's luggage Black or white and Manichaeism A comforting over-simplification A nightmare for everyone to see Another victim of absolutism They're brutal behind the social mask They wear at their mondain events with enemies And they'll sink like a rock thrown into the sea Their destructive lives will be forgotten Somewhere between a monster and a coward They once were victims They once were victims, now executioners And it's far too easy Far too simple to hate what they don't know They fear what they don't know They don't know what they Devour All the pleasure they encounter And mistake Mistake it for well-being Black or white and Manichaeism A comforting over-simplification A nightmare for everyone to see Another victim of absolutism Let them sink For they are bottom feeders Let them sink For they are bottom feeders