I can see beneath the veil 

And the curtain of Hypocrisy

The hidden nature of things.



Get rid of your old perception

And you'll behold a world in decrepitude

Controlled by unseen hands.



Geniuses of camouflage,

Dwarves on pedestals,

Lead the throng with a perfid tongue 

And a sardonic sneer.



You must read between the lines

To find out what their treacherous words hide...



"We are right and they are wrong,

They are weak and we are strong.

For freedom's sake we attack 

And wipe the blood of our foes with a flag.

Come by my side, reveal your patriotic pride,

We hold the hammer of justice,

Sacrosanct keepers of purity,

We need more lives to feed the machine...

We have to win, by any mean,

In blood we trust, there is no choice,

The planet is overpopulated,

It's our duty to clean it up.

Some sub humans deserve to die,

That's why I opt for a gentle genocide...

To secure peace is to prepare for war..."



And it goes on and on, the American way of lie,

An utopia sold to the fools who follow a false idol.

During that time, the gears of Power grind peoples

But silent slaughters don't disturb one's sleep.



I'm part of an ill generation whose forehead

Bear the stigmata of fictive revolutions

But my hands are tied and I'm mute

Chocking with my own despair



The plain red of these curtains is clotted scabs and dried bloodstains

It's so clear, can't you hear the human tragedy which is played?



A supreme terror spreads in the shadows

The dunes resound with a million screams

Geyser of tears erupt from the burning ground

As skeleton nations march for vengeance