This game has lost its meaning All rules are broken There is no room for morals anymore Your ‘golden’ glance is so demeaning And hollow I should have known that your nerve ends are dead Numbers are failing As leeches prevailing No inhibitions, I feel so devoured Struggle the nation To avoid strangulation Throw some discord, spread the news, you’re a coward We lose this brutal war The sidekicks dropped their guise And turned to vultures Evident’s out of season The sharks will crave for more Descendants of a such demented figure The enemies of reason Bring on extinction And get your distinction Feed your machine with new flesh I’m so long departed And the game is over…