Light…You play this role…
You stay on the stage,
Making hearts go fast.
You're a prophet
And the generation voice.
But you don't understand
Why do you need this way.
Trembling hands,
Look for the comfort
For your inflamed mind.
You don't understand
The words
That you have sung…
You are preaching things that you
Never knew…
The crowd heeds your every move.
Hypnotize...
Enjoy Hypocrisy!
Hypnotize...
Caddabra
In your head…
This is just a pyramid of falsity,
Choke with it, and suffocate.
We don't have enough
Dictators with the lash in hands…
Search for new, resembling us.
Welcome to slaughterhouse.
Not an animal farm.
Just a slaughterhouse.