I'm straight in line

Like a machine

Down numb's parade

Now I have to be... like you 



Strictly deprived

Of will, liberty

I think about all the freedom of choice

In all this crap that we call democracy 



Captive throught your bind

Engaged forced to "fight" 



Chained by your sense

Why? Can't you see?

I have my life

My own war my moral dignity 



And this ain't the right place for me, to be 



Here I'm now so brave

A servant a maid

Blinded, castrate

Manhood outraged... like you 



Deep I feel so abased

And I think all about the prank

That is gonna face the same 



Free will, choice could find

Right soldiers for this "fight" 



Chained by your sense

Why? Can't you see?

I have my life

My own war my moral dignity 



Like you 



Call me slacker call me scum

But don't love a gun... like you 



Chained by your sense

Why? Can't you see?

I have my life

My own war my moral dignity 



I don't wanna be... like you