Oppressing masses, preserving classes Institutions to confine, revolutionist in line Yeah, make the people blind When you look back on our history All you see are cults and mystery Constitutionalized hypocrisy
of humanity, conjured conviction Religion and its tyranny will bring destruction Just sign here on the dotted line Do what we say and you'll be fine Your blind
heard such nonsense under international laws We think we have the right to enforce democracy When we're weakening ours everyday, what hypocrisy We'll
I hate this world where I was born I loathe the knowledge pretention The ethics and virtue mankind defends The hypocrisy of human venture where Altruism
true? Or just another joke? Insomnia Reigns over me Heart beats fast Again another show? Insidious And false insights Again I ask Was I so blind?
still told it's coincidence. it's the same old sad survival-dance that we're all born with an equal chance. But who could be so blind that they could
say die Die for America Power and prejudice Actions they use to pit against Terror, insurgency Words used to scare conformity It's propaganda, it's their hypocrisy
ignorance and despair Men plotting their own demise Through oblivion, through greed, through hypocrisy Some of us are blind, some of us are frightened
You who play religion Impelling men to fall Legalistic actions Neglecting man's distress Outer shells of virtue Inner wickedness You blind the eyes
man The choke is on neck deep Bring down the reign Some people talk a good game Only the strong play to win it Play on my friend Game of hypocrisy cheated
see love and I see hate I see pleasure and I see disdain I see hypocrisy and sincerity I see famine and gluttony And I will never be, never be blind
women Even though you always need a spare one to swim in Drama is dealing with your jealous impulses Learning how to hold it all in with no emotion Drama is blind
against your reign Obtained with blood of the innocent ones Here comes your twilight time You've to fear it for all years Decline your god in blind
vermin on a ground that we don't even posses I live in a no-man's land a place held by hypocrisy the hypocrisy of god and men let the storm brew and
guidelines for hypocrisy fate just another mighty thrill in the core of our mind our highest aim is just control we are nothing more than blind cruelty
Half dead, you trod through life. So dependant, a shell of a man. Pitiful, you let your vices tell your fate Follower of the blind, you have nothing.
Half dead, you trod through life So dependant, a shell of a man Pitiful, you let your vices tell your fate Follower of the blind, you have nothing My
I'm bald and I'm going blind Poor jacko... Humanity it speaks of all that it wants to be And as you can see All we dish out is hypocrisy To jacko. Jacko