We’re all slaves
Our lives are placed in chains
Ruled by ignorant leaders
They promised us the world and all we’ve got in return was hopelessness and despair
The meaning of life is the silent decay
Meant to be rotten, never to see the light
The system shall never end
The circle of suppression never stops
We remain slaves
Treated like dirt, drowned in mud
We are worth nothing in our existence because
We’re all slaves
Our lives are placed in chains
Ruled by ignorant leaders
They promised us the world and all we’ve got in return was hopelessness and despair
They close their eyes, won’t listen and realise
We’re gonna dethrone you
Our words will be the bullets of this revolution
Take responsibility
The fire goes on and on
The day will come when the old order disappears
From the bottom to the crown
A new order will rise
In which this injustice is despised
Treated like dirt but risen from mud
Break the chain and make your way
From the bottom to the crown
You hold your welfare in your hands
We hold the welfare in all of our hands
credits
from EP 2013,
released October 7, 2013
Recorded at Armada Recording Studios (Schönenwerd/Switzerland) by Luca Gratwohl.
Mixed and mastered at Telos Recordings (Quebec/Canada) by Joël Côté Bergevin.
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