Текст песни TEAR THE THROAT - Культ асобы

The cult of personality .

I hear the clanking of chains ,
But these sounds lull you .
You every time , over and over again
To invest in the kata sword arm.

The cult of personality !
Even bullet to cure this disease .

on the bones
Constructed your temple , your religion - fear.

It should be against the wall the one who chose
The other way .
Guarding your god
Angels with epaulets on the shoulders .

The coffin
He lies one who was able to say to your God
NO .