Paroles de Voiceover

They don't even have to kick down our doors We let them in with a smile and a thank you Media ingrained police state Our fears create the cycle of reliance And if you think for one fucking second That they're not bleeding you for all you're worth Dig your grave and save them the trouble Tie yourself down to their fairy tales The holocaust will not be televised That is unless it becomes marketable In the market of fear In the market of flesh and blood Sold to you by the new and improved Jack-booted thugs We've lost direction, senses rot away Kneel and beg for safety Just forget the whip marks on your back