Mystherium - New Millennium Songtexte

On the threshold of new millenium
Anxiety has changed into everyday fear
It hurts
Your thoughtless awaitning for mercy
Which had been nailed to the cross long ago!
That what you are:
Let the weak be cursed
You be slaves forever!
Let the victorious be put on air
The world will be belonged to us!!!
The future of the human ain dead
But you forget about it
Erring millions
I put the sword under the head of your's god
He being dethroned right now!!
Slaves
The end of your kingdom!!
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