Time has veiled slowly
disillusion again
resent(ment) still cuts like a knife
Moral revolution
left you high and dry
Won’t you read between the lines
Dancing with devils
created to level
you got your head start
so you can play your part
Tell me who’s to blame when the victim’s lying
idolize the weak with their conscious(ness) dying
Fail but never fold
painting your shame in new light
Heil
Light turns into shade
the faceless are bleeding again
a ravaged state by false desire
Empty eyes, painted semblance
A fractured creed woven by silence
tongues tied building hatred
(so easily offended pull the trigger feign resentment)
Your pity means nothing
when willing for something
enforcing repression
with passive aggression
Power is to blame say the tearful lying
stab you in the back with a grin denying
pretense in the offense
intending and aiming to please
(Gestapo)
It’s time you hear it
You fight to fear it
But now it’s you
Like a vice you won’t let go!
(Gestapo)
It’s time you hear it
You fight to fear it
But now it’s you
Gestapo
(Take it!)
I can’t hear you
I can’t fear you
I can’t see you
I can’t free you
Like a vice you won’t let go!