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For The Sake Of The Dictator

Dance Of Death

My tears of love (instrumental) 

Last moment

Its my life

That is not enough

THUNDER OF TIME (instrumental)

Hey you a puppet - who pull you threads 
Hey you the slave - who chain you in shackles 
Hey you the believer - who impose you belief 
Hey you the soldier - who force you to kill 
 
The light belief in god is blackened by lust and lie 
Trading stock exchange illusion, a profit of dirty money 
All that you is surrounded with artificial illusion 
In what your sense of pity life, look back, look 
The secret power corrects the whole world 
Unknown governors set game rules 
We herd of rams which program 
In our lives trade, we as children are blind 
 
Hey you the worker - on whom break a back 
Hey you the boy - who put you on a needle 
Hey you mother - for whom clone the slave 
Hey justice - you are afraid to begin to see clearly 
 
To us allow to choose - as to us to live 
To us allow to choose – where to live 
To us allow to choose - when to die 
And you still trust in all it? 
To us allow to choose – the fair president 
To us allow to choose – belief in god 
To us allow to choose – how to earn 
And you still trust in all it?

To Us Allow To Choose

The fiery storm sows ashes in a fit of temper 
Tormently the earth, burning down in a fever 
That the good or bad was made by mankind 
We only shake prodecaying crops of war 
 
Behold the child the end, a picture not to change 
Fire will burn all live completely 
The image, but not an essence will exchange only 
All beauty to address in a heap of stones 
 
Pass a millenium, and the world doesn't change 
Pass a millenium, and the world doesn't change 
 
All history of a civilization is constructed on violence 
All glory of governors is created on murders 
And to that ancient books tried to teach us 
For illiteracy we build cities of bones 
 
The intelligence is given us, but we don't use it 
Nuclear hurricane, this achievement of scientists 
Soot and poison of a waste, our gratitude to the nature 
Mad creation, here in what the person has turned 
 
The slavery and hunger, is a way to chaos blossoming 
Cannibalism in societies of floggings of terrible cults 
The ruthless children's death, is nonsense of fathers 
Open eyes and behold, in what our world changes? 
 
In your reason force to correct the future 
Look back in the past, change destiny of generation 
 
Time can be turned back, develop chaos 
Transform our world, develop dark illusions