arteries Mass hypnosis Uncertain of being back They make you feel so good Everything's darkened Obey like a fool Hate through the arteries Mass hypnosis
Traduction: Children of Bodom. Mass Hypnosis.
you scared? Are you scared? Fill our eyes with money Vanity that?s cunnin? Only on the surface Diamonds look so stunnin? Mass deception Altered our perception Sold it to the children
know. Funkin lesson is a new flow stalking walking in my big black boots. Living off the earth eating herbs and fruits. The children await me by the
shady 3D Skip hip data to get the anti-matter Blue lines are the reason why the temple had to shatter To the sound of silence surrounded by the mass
economics Every day just more comics In a pissing contest That started out with atomic bombs Mom will they drop the bomb Will they think about their children's children
mine you know? Listen, oh can you say another land like mine you know? Our children must be kept ignorant of history and cut off from their roots, Our children
, Why did they have to come and blow you away? It was true that in his later years he would not carry a gun "I'm around too many children," he'd say, "
Clarity and prayer There's more than money moving here There's mindless maggot glare Working horrors-humping Tories Spittle on their chins Carving up my children
[Music & Lyrics: Sammet] [solo: Shuttle-crash suite in F-Major, Marsian Traditional] The sound of explosions, the children awake The turn of the tide
souls will travel (bring out your dead) A woman in black cries As the deathly procession passes by And monks moan en masse Ohohohohohoh [gregorian chants
children Frontline Logon Tune in Stand and be counted Wounded Stationed In the belly of the vulture Watch your back Theres no civilians Women children
work. Say a prayer for his wife and his children, Who burn the fires and who still till the earth. And when I search a faceless crowd, A swirling mass
we're teeing off While the working class children Came home mamed and unnamed The population started to turn With the hoods and the gangsters leading the way The consciousness had struck critical mass
- the resistance - liberation This time we'll fight for justice fight for liberty fight for the children Now i shut down the congress Close down the white house Lets prepare for the mass
claiming minor skies Penetrating your fagan as you look into my eyes And my surmise will be the day that hip-hop dies Or at least until the day the mass