Those who stand up and those who in themselves believe
Are now sentenced to feed the birds, just to give us some relief
Them rotting on a cold ground, shall not affect our sleep
A thing that they call mind is cheap, just a bargain for the sheep
Rebels, Heretics, Scavengers
We`ve given them all sorts of names
No matter for the ideas
No matter for their aims
We, who speak our own justice, are the bearers of truth
So those who claim to be thoughtful, got nothing to prove.
We are here indeed to stay, swallow your pride, accept our rule!
Denying facts makes you blind, going against us makes you a fool.
Madmen, Cowards, Sociapaths
We`ve given them all sorts of names
No matter for the choice
No matter for their sober pain
Nowadays, developing yourself is actually egoistic
Forget of your affairs, instead join us, be optimistic
Nothing stops you from going further, just remember it is now us
Together the reality shall we worship, just like one beside us does.
Worms, Deserters, Renegades
We`ve given them all sorts of names
No matter for the loyalty
No matter how they fade
Try taking a few stops, before speaking of your place
That is, if you live long enough to fill the needed space
The separation, is what makes you weak, yet unity grows us big
Many tongues though you may speak, yet to us you won`t just dig
Rogues, Escapists, Sages
We`ve given them all sorts of names
No matter for the depression
No matter for their passion
Death to those, who brought them fame
Death to those, who made them win their game.
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