The government is the serpent
That feeds us the forbidden fruit
Are false promises supposed to keep the nation alive?
The weak feasting upon your lies
Creating the illusions in their heads
Controlled through utopia
Without free will
Trust is the only weakness
The habit that you cannot dismiss
But in the end all your friends
Reveal themselves as enemies
We built this city on weakest blood
On ground stained and ill
On dead gods
The veil of lies unfolds
Overwhelming the society
Ignorance caused by illusion
Keeps us satisfied
Despite the fact that we are all doomed to die
We should bow to no one
The weak feast upon your lies
Creating the illusions in their heads
We built this city on weakest blood
On ground stained and ill
On dead gods