only when everything’s lost we’ll find our true souls
only when everything’s lost we’ll find peace
only when everything’s lost we’ll get our freedom
only when everything’s lost we’ll find truth
only when everything’s lost we’ll be forgiven
only when everything’s lost, lost
we are the puppets of gold, the puppets of gold
the system sold us, we’re already sold
I am anarchy,
the world shutting down in obscenity
I seek to revenge
the grey shallow life that we thoroughly spent
but when you applaud
republic control
you buy what you sell
you wake up in hell
Closer to sun, following none
Never again
Climbing up walls, tumbling down
Never again
I am anarchy,
the world sinks in a shit load of money
I seek to divide,
the holes in our brainwashing mind
but then you applaud
dictators of thought
you fall, they compel
you wake up in hell
Closer to sun, following none
Never again
Climbing up walls, tumbling down
Never again
we are them puppets of gold, the puppets of gold
the system sold us, we’re already sold
money, money, money, the price to be bold
I’ll wait for you,
(I’ll stay right here for you)
in the coldest winter soul I am
I’ll wait for you
(I’ll close my eyes to you)
in the darkest prison cell I am
No excuse...
no empty promised truth
No madman gone insane
No blood is spilled in vain
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