The voice of the people
The voice of no control
Tell me that you're human
But i can see no soul

Point out his direction
The way of no come back
Tell me that you're right
But clear vision you lack

Face the facts
Smile your smile
Twist our wills
And do your acts!

Oh, dressed so well
Never thought you wrong
But deep inside my skull
I can feel it coming strong

Nothing but empty skin
Corroding the external side
As well as deep within
Contaminating your pride