Where rape is called 'freelance gynecology'
Portraits of heathens hang, while heros die on our TV screen
Not a soul in sight just a coroner
Who cant sleep because of what he sees when he dreams at night
The corpses stare at him with open arms and wide open eyes
This is not a dream
Just wake up and see what I mean
What a tale
We have failed
Paradise lost in the midst of freedumb
(You let me down!)
What a tale
We have failed
Paradise lost in the midst of freedumb
(You let me down!)
Where world religion has a suicidal theme
You'll find more demons in gods than you'll find on these corrupted streets
Bold statements from a liar
Your beliefs are broken, so danger, hide or retreat
In god we will contradict
Now let the truth be released
Of untold tales and mistruths
Bring forth the whole world to see
That your manmade faith and your contagious steepled casino c**t
Is just a lie
Keep your security
I don't need you
Keep your stability
I don't need you
You keep your guarantee
I don't need you
Keep your book of faith
Can't see through false freedoms eyes
What a tale
We have failed
Paradise lost in the midst of freedumb
(You let me down!)
What a tale
We have failed
Paradise lost in the midst of freedumb
(You let me down!)
They told their tales
Now shotgun shells
Will send their souls
Back to hell
All has failed
Nothings well
Your secret lies
In this well
They told their tales
Now shotgun shells
Will send their souls
Back to hell
All has failed
Nothings well
Your secret lies
In this well
Too close to bottom
Impulse suffer, reflex beating from your mind chosen
Freedom, the word that means blind
Hatred, swells up inside from this freedom
Well, you suffer
No one lives to tell
Well, it's over
No one lives to tell
Too close
(FREEDOM)
This well
Too close
Portraits of heathens hang, while heros die on our TV screen
Not a soul in sight just a coroner
Who cant sleep because of what he sees when he dreams at night
The corpses stare at him with open arms and wide open eyes
This is not a dream
Just wake up and see what I mean
What a tale
We have failed
Paradise lost in the midst of freedumb
(You let me down!)
What a tale
We have failed
Paradise lost in the midst of freedumb
(You let me down!)
Where world religion has a suicidal theme
You'll find more demons in gods than you'll find on these corrupted streets
Bold statements from a liar
Your beliefs are broken, so danger, hide or retreat
In god we will contradict
Now let the truth be released
Of untold tales and mistruths
Bring forth the whole world to see
That your manmade faith and your contagious steepled casino c**t
Is just a lie
Keep your security
I don't need you
Keep your stability
I don't need you
You keep your guarantee
I don't need you
Keep your book of faith
Can't see through false freedoms eyes
What a tale
We have failed
Paradise lost in the midst of freedumb
(You let me down!)
What a tale
We have failed
Paradise lost in the midst of freedumb
(You let me down!)
They told their tales
Now shotgun shells
Will send their souls
Back to hell
All has failed
Nothings well
Your secret lies
In this well
They told their tales
Now shotgun shells
Will send their souls
Back to hell
All has failed
Nothings well
Your secret lies
In this well
Too close to bottom
Impulse suffer, reflex beating from your mind chosen
Freedom, the word that means blind
Hatred, swells up inside from this freedom
Well, you suffer
No one lives to tell
Well, it's over
No one lives to tell
Too close
(FREEDOM)
This well
Too close