I hate you,
the pigs who turn the screws, I hate everything you stand for
I hate the world we’ve bred, political pigs we’ve fed, our fathers left us
nothing but a dead world
Beyond repair down in despair, our fathers left us nothing
Choking on the influx of technology I realize the politics of ecstasy
And we can’t change what’s in stone
We’ve been had. Injustice to the masses, destroy the land and crush the poor
The pigs are fueled by greed, political ways obscene,
our fathers left corruption in this dead world
Beyond repair down is despair, our fathers left us nothing
Choking on the puke of their industry, regurgitated propaganda ministry
Freedom’s never free, the politics of ecstasy are these:
Freedom’s never free, these are the politics of ecstasy:
I hate you , the pigs who turn the screws, I hate everything you stand for
I hate the world we’ve bred, political pigs we’ve fed, our fathers left us
nothing but a dead world
Beyond repair down in despair, our fathers left us nothing
Choking on the influx of technology I realize the politics of ecstasy
Freedom’s never free, the politics of ecstasy are these:
Freedom’s never free, the politics of ecstasy are these:
If you take a step back and you realize your home can’t be a perfect world
There’s still hope the hate you fell will fade, injustice is gone:
Injustice is gone for a little while
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