1803 - The year you ******* up
If you know so ******* much then tell me - why'd she die?
What use are your ******* laws
When life's not worth living?
You're a ******* symptom
With your words and big ideas
But her human cries for help
Fell on dead ******* ears
******* your life of apathy
I'd choose death
What kind of messiah would let his disciples die?
Some kind of mega *******
No soul in the ******* machine
This kingdom that you built
With stone walls of duty
You didn't seem to notice Kunt
It's filled with ******* ghosts
Victory with no resistance is no victory at all
So we're cold in temperament
And to suffering indifferent?
Did you ever look in the ******* mirror?
You ******* robot *******
You couldn't save her
And that's why I crown you King Kunt