The thought of love triggers lonely hearts. Gladly reaching out just to be a part. So we live to serve, made it into an art. . How shallow the soul. How deep the fear.
Go back to sleep. You've seen all there is to see. You've used up all your freedom. . Go back to sleep. You've been all that you can be. A useless European.
Thought is blood. I am born. I'm reborn. And born a man. Thought is blood. I am born. I'm reborn. And born again. Thought is blood. I am born. I'm reborn.
I clutch the worn out year of my birth. Herded with the herd. I whisper through anemic lips: I was born. And the centuries surround me with fire. . Aortas fill with blood to cleanse my head.
Exterminate the brutes. Exterminate all the brutes. Exterminate the brutes. Exterminate all the brutes. Exterminate the brutes. Exterminate all the brutes.
Out of the dirt and up on our legs. We used to crawl but that's hardly changed. Raped our sisters. Had our way with them. Ruled that we should rule. Called ourselves men.
The thought of love triggers lonely hearts. Gladly reaching out just to be a part. So we live to serve, made it into an art. The thought of love triggers lonely hearts.