Sweet Noise - Manipulacja

Not for me are your words, your gestures,
Empty outlooks, fake protests
Improvment declarations of this sick situation
None here ever was, nor ever will be right

Here every son o' bitch pulls his own way
None is important - I screw them all
And I stand just like I've stood before - unreachable
Like sick, leper, for them untouchable

I saw it yesterday when he pissed on your graves
Yet today again, proof of adoration
They give it by millions, giving more than what they have
I know some, who die while still alive

it's more than madness, these are naked words of truths
Thrown into the eyes of falsehood and disdain
Into the faces of those who steal, wrest out.
The last drop of man's blood, they suck out

People belive in what they hear, belive in what they see
In those, who except for their vision, jeer at them
I know sons o' bitches, whose hand I would't shake
It's them, who sell god and noises

This is manipulation, mistyfication
For them, just another game, degradation
This is manipulation, segregation
For them, just another game, discrimination

Fuck them all

There are no other words (x7)
There are no other

Who are you, there at the top?
Another lord, god of dictatorship
Fucked up king of life, death
I met a kid, clinching his fists

You don't see him and never have you seen him
But this is the moment, you have always feared
You don't see me and never have you seen me
Yet this is the day, you have always feared

Patience - I don't have any patience
Stop telling me of esteem and legality
Patience - I don't have any patience
Stop telling me of freedom and peace

There are no other words (x7)
There are no other
Don't you understand

I met a kid, clinching his fists

There are no other words (x7)
Don't you understand

For kids, who are alive - there are no others
For kids, who belive - there are no guilty
You can never con them, nor deciet them
There are no others, there are no guilty...