Hear our loudest scream

You know who we mean

The nightmare in your dream



Wake up, wake up, don't shut your mouth

Against all the braindeads

All around the globe

Let's fight against commercial might



Fire, fire, fire, fire



Open up your eyes, than you realize

Your greed stinks to the sky, you can't deny

Stand all bastards on the wall: "Turn the table!" is our call

Grilled by our breath, your homestead is the death

Which way does your soul go? Will it fall in a brown hole?!

We tell all the fans: "Boycott commercial clans!"



In our eyes you're sad

Isn't your blood red?

We're the dreams you dread



Wake up, wake up, don't shut your mouth

Against all the braindeads

For a better mankind

Let's fight against commercial might



Fire, fire, fire, fire



Open up your eyes, than you realize

Your greed stinks to the sky, you can't deny

Stand all bastards on the wall: "Turn the table!" is our call

Grilled by our breath, your homestead is the death

Which way does your soul go? Will it fall in a brown hole?!

We tell all the fans: "Boycott commercial clans!"



[Lyrics: Sepsis]