środa, 20 stycznia 2010

Yasmin.


The future is scarred by the bloodstained past
Haunted by disgrace.
(...)
Can they be so blind?

Fools manipulating all they see
Cruel as the world can be
Cries of pain as the tortured souls
whither away into the dust
Power is the fix
And man is drawn to it
The illness and the lies
The virus never dies...

To captivate the minds of the masses
Tell them what they want to hear
And for those who will oppose you
They will live in fear

Domination your favorite sensation
Operated by remote control
In your hands are the lives of the helpless
Their fate they'll never know

No matter the cost of what's won or lost
Addiction planted the seed
That sprouted the tree of greed

Control your own destiny
Get rid of insecurity
There's little truth in what they say
Don't let 'em steal your life away!

Heathen
Opiate of the masses

Znalazłam ją, będzie moja!!! :D:D:D [ Very gooood night ! ]

Peace and love for everybody ;)

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