Theatre Of Hate - Rebel Without a Brain Songtexte

In this i am a god in my own rite
Giving you the rituals you claim you need
I am the dream merchant, selling lethal dreams

A rebel without a brain
A reble without a choice

Now something wicked this way comes
The sickening thud of beating drums
An insane messiah who cannot feel

A rebel without a brain
A reble without a choice