Greed! Causing innocent blood to flow Entire culture, lost in the overthrow They came to seize and take whatever they please Then all they gave back was
Terror, confrontation With the army, splittered nation Smash the mirror, there's no way back To the reign of egoism and brutality Now it's time to decide
We were on our way home On the right bus I just want to ask the driver If it's not too much fuss To drop me off at the old lady's And pick me up tomorrow
So I make you happy And I make you sick Forget the traffic I'm used to all of it It's no fair to say I'm only taking what I need Don't feel so snappy
Ten percent of the land Is the hand that pulls the strings Be the privileged few To have to own to hold Power over the people Yes, yes, power over people
'I want you all to go to your windows. Go to your windows and yell out. Scream with all the might that you can muster up inside your bruised, assaulted
Eyes of the Greedy See what they will Lust of the Flesh A need to fulfill The Fool and the Liar Must feed the desire The Will to acquire The Eyes of the
You want it all, nothing you give Searchin' for more is why you live Your goal is to gain you cause others pain Makes you feel well It's in your head,
At first it seems like a bad dream and you can't claw your way out. And the plea that you make so you could escape isn't answered but you'll figure it
You've got a fast brain, it's like a bullet train. You've been branded, LINE TO BE ADDED ! Your scream's like gasoline, it burned me to the core. You
Don't say you miss me, yet I must concede There's something I have to explain It isn't easy playing your way I can't even begin to say I'm taking back
Wenn die Nacht fur uns gemacht Dunkle Schleier schickt Wenn keine Liebe schlafend liegt Wenn Leidenschaft mich besiegt Der Zeiger weiterruckt Das Feuer
i have this terrible urge the need to take what is yours a vulture circling in the sky preying upon the weak run away - you're my prey, fear my greed
Independence, terrorism A hail of pebbles and stones Poverty and racism The wheel of conflict rolls on Dictatorship, fanaticism The battle lines drawn
I am so tired of living in this place Just wanna get out of the rat race Don't want to live any monarchist dream Don't wanna live here because I am
In danger to start a futile war They think to make some sewer laws Conceivable - false thoughts produce a reaction Serious - be able to erase a civilasation
I want to tell you about something special I want to tell you what makes men need I think I'm talking 'bout what we all get into I think I'm talking '
Bursting with blood, my fingertips pulse You didn't forget me at least immediately So here I will hover and feed off your love I'll listen from the middle