Clones

A blind world
Or don't you want to see it?
Sick prophet
Or are you his accomplice?
Castle to the ground
Reality slips away from you again

They kill lines
The clones become kings
And in the drawers
They hide and don't see
That there are no reasons
For them to kill me once and there they are

Their prayers
Of lethal confusion
The details
Of their current ambition
Fill corners with the versions
Of a sad moral disguise

When that ego is also a drug
It's the worst kind of ink!
Hypocrisy becomes a trend
The faithful consumer you drug

They build fears
Or do you pay for them?
Release the poison
Or you don't want to give it?
Kick it seriously
Your reality left you without thinking

They are speakers
Of evils that become law
Many erasures
The patches are not seen
And they are already roles
Hard to believe and respect

When that ego is also a drug
It's the worst kind of ink!
Hypocrisy becomes a trend
The faithful consumer you drug

And when the ego is also a drug
It's the worst kind of ink!
Hypocrisy becomes a trend
The faithful consumer

When that ego is also a drug
It's the worst kind of ink!
Hypocrisy becomes a trend
The faithful consumer you drug

You drug!
Consumer you drug
Consumer you drug