Turn it out!
Yeah!
What its name insane?
Clinging, storming
He will not say
Facing to a crowd
Erratic words perceive
All-well face, rewind
Why this star on me?
Religion drowns it
In my own conceive
Fake appealing crown
Face or feeling?
Short this bath around
Chorus
Hate into the lay
Bones into the ground
Fear this short away
Fuck you! Don't try!
Hate into the lay
Nazism has left this sign
Why I'm felling low?
Faking Nietzche
What is your crown?
Adapt this potent lies, yes!
This camps are true
In a fucking world demise
Why this star on me?
Religion drowns
It in my own conceive
Shot that bullet now, yeah!
Face or feeling?
Short this bath around
Repeat chorus
So now you'll know
This constant lies on tread
The way its feel
I like it go, yeah!
So now you'll know
This constant lies on tread
The way its filled
And locked with gold
So now you'll know
This constant lies on tread
The way its filled
And locked
Unchain gold, yes
Guitar solo
Repeat chorus (2 times)
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