Primal Sin Crisis by Abstract Rapture
Are we so feeble? Are we so low?
Do we believe all the cr*p we are taught?
They're playing the kings: shall we play
Accepting the lowest. The worst is to come
We dare to think another way
No place for men like us
In their world of true lies
Africa dies from hunger, aids and civil war
It's the fate of billions of men they
No desire - No inner fire - Life denial
- A total withdrawal
They decide what is right, what is wrong,
Who to pray
But we do not submit to their laws, to their rules,
To their standards.
They know we are the last hard core of freethinking
And they fear the network that's slowly spreading
Searching for more you are getting the least
And the least is the more you will ever get
Resist and think by yourself