Part Of The System
I need nothing .
I feel myself fine.
I have no ambitions.
I don't have time
On all this nonsense.
I think i'm alive.
In all my traditions
I look for justify.
And i do not care
Because it makes no sense.
This is my share
And this is my expanse.
But the most important item
That i'm a part of a system
I want only money
Desire is fame
Oil as a honey
I know its a small game
I mired in sin
A game with big flame
Where I'm victor, I think.
I do not feel blame
I spit on the senses
I'm not care to shame
This my expanses
But the most important item
That i'm a part of a system
So do the same as I:
Lower your hands
Kill all the kindness
Betray homeland and friends
Inflame more hatred
Despise without regret
And add more indifference
Half-wit without a head
Cuz you need nothing .
You feel yourself fine.
You have no ambitions.
You don't have time
On all this nonsense.
You think you're alive.
In all your traditions
You look for justify.
But the most important item
That we are the part of a system
