Anthropophagy

Flesh
Rotting in the sun
People starting to run
These are the pictures we see
We create
Whenever we think about
It is a lie they told us everyday
They are spreading disease
Staying like cancers in our heads
So we run down the streets
With a unknown aggression
Kept in a great depression
Kept in a great depression
No turning point
Destruction born in our heads
People are dying in this land
For dead ideas
Broken betrayed
Beaten by some rotten bastards
Fighting for the new cannibalism
Coming over the free states
The incanation of evil
Modern devil
Eating victims alive
It does not exist in our minds
It does not exist in our lifes
It´s just a feeling of innocence
Although we are involved
We are guilty when they leave this world empty
In our dreams we see the burning bridges
The raped and rotten victims
So we run down the streets
With a unknown aggression
Kept in a great depression
We run for dead ideas
For some rotten bastards
To bring the world
To it´s knees
Our existence becomes a shadow
Controlled by the thoughts
Of ressurection of peace world wide
Brought by a phoenix out of the ahes of war
There is no phoenix for the dead
For the ashes he comes out of
No one for the victims of a new gold rush
An evolution of new power
No turning point
They hide behind innocence
Burn this century
They are living in our fears
Building empires out of tears
On the graveyard of this nation
For awakening the living dead