Feed by perfection
Not by revolution
Path of the mass
Production chain of society
You bleed I bleed but that doesn't hurt

Lack of diversity the sky is always black [x2]

You're the next to fucking die
The same way as yesterday
Crushed by the hammer
Of the s

Have I never told you
How fulfilling it is
To draw a border
Between here and reality
Coz this is now and that was then
And you and I are gone

CHORUS:
On the other side of the border
No-one can hurt me
Nothing can affect me
Over the line is my escape

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Millions of years have past
Centuries gone and goen... and gone
Sins of instinct, of humanity prevail, again and again
From the depth of life, of time, the animals arrive
Adam and Eve... and a serpent with deadly poison
A being with a thousand sins, a thousand tears
Will

A beautyful green vision of life
Is shining at the horizon
Evidence follows his path
Logic is about to win
Against total irreality

Tired to death, repression is about to sleep... sleep
And wake-up into an ultraviolet dream
Where logic has done it's way through life<

I can't believe I can pass
On this path
And go beyond a state of anger

Far away from past rage crisis
I am now controlled by an unknown feeling of hate

Paroxysmic rage
My heart pumps nitroglycerine
Encountement of a state of anger
Deliverance of inner emotions

I'm sittin here bored outa my brain
oh ow haha
Liz is really horrible
Dont write that! Oh God!
Bananas
Paper please
What?
Rock Band!
Have you got all your ideas?
Hello ok then freak
Transparent bits
Jo! Little Links
Jokes
Rose in the middle

From the infinite deepness of my soul
The depth of my inner being
A new found amorphous state of mind
Causes skirmish in my emotional feelings
A quest for what? eternal life? reach perfection?
Blackness is strong and dubious
Too easy to reach and feed
Eat away light a

Welcome to a world of terror!
Where hatred, intolerance and stupidity prevails
Where liberty and innocence are tarnished by screams and blood
Where blinded slaves of integrism fall on their knees
And follow the regime of holy terror

Desperate by their hopeless cause
Gui

Attention!!! à soir c'est la party!
Tout ce qui se passé, les problèmes, on va les oublier
Molson Ex, Bleue Dry, amène-la ta bière
Les conséquences, on s'en crisse, c'est le temps de se saouler!!!

J'arrive de bonne heure avec ma caisse de 12
Pis bien sûr une grosse canne, p