There is no place in your struggle for true words
That's why your fight is nothing but a copy of copied thoughts
You don't f**ing care if what you do is right or wrong
Beating the sh** out of those you can't control
Stop spitting sh** ‘cause we're fed up of your pose
We had enough of empty words
You brainwash kids so they become your strike force
You fill their head with useless junk
Hypocrites and parasites
Hypocrites and parasites
Hypocrites and parasites
You gotta fall, that's all
Hypocrites and parasites
Hypocrites and parasites
Hypocrites and parasites
You gotta stop
You brainless f**er. Your hands are full of blood
Instead of standing up for your actions and feeling proud
You tele-fight behind a screen and talk and talk
Don't dare to say your fight for freedom is true
'Cause the sounds of revolution don't depend on you