I am not living here, I have got much left to fear
In the place of safety I am fortunate to be alive
With all these distinguished things around me, I am left to realize
It's not the blood in me, its not the hate
Its just the simple things that I relish
Empire sews the seed of hate
(We remove ourselves)
Passing flames inspires ugly traits
(Sanitize)
Creepy ills to keep the fear in line
Is it wrong to let the liar lie
Creepy ills to keep the fears in line
More acquired is disease the souls state
I am a God, I am a faceless warrior
Lost leaders wins the glorious
(Growing stocks of used up people)
Life is twisting all the words to shun
(Life worthless than corporate rape)
Empire takes control of fate
(I am dying, I am dying)
Is it wrong to call a spade a spade
Popping pills will ease the daily pain
Bombing peace back up into the stoned state
I am not living here, I have got much left to fear
In the place of safety I am fortunate to be alive
With all these distant rich things around me, I am left to realize
It's not the blood in me, its not the hate
Its just the simple things that I relish
I am a God, I am a faceless warrior
We remove ourselves from the war
Looking from a distance sanitized
Wash your hands and feel it
The dirt is down the drain, enough
Artist: Battiato Franco
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