Lyrics

i hate to tell you, hate to say
you've already become a slave
I think it started in like '28
you thought you're free, but no you ain't
When you're sleeping they’ll make a law
then they wrote more, and made it a flaw
They made you mean, so you tuned it out
Became a veggie, lost in doubt
Scared to live, scared to die
and seldom even question why
Why

blood
its tyranny
its life
living without harmony
golden age, bleak dawn
you want an ending
but thats made up

i hate to tell you that you're wrong
i could say it but i wont
you’re left or right
Up and down
Always searching
But never found
And when they tell you what to own
It means they’ve purchased-bought your soul

blood
its tyranny
its ife
living without harmony
golden age, bleak dawn
you want an ending
but thats made up