Ante Mortem
Money and greed is killing people
We are killing people
That's the sad truth
We are the sad truth
There is so much power and ability in us
We have been digging our hollow beds
Six feet under with a scythe
Too late to redeem
Say goodbye to empathy
Wake up from this fuckin' dream
Cause we drowned in vanity
No equality
Just borders I can see
No equality
No more air to breathe
Billions and billions paid for weapon upgrades,
Millions and millions dying on this parade.
And all the bridges around us, we've built ourselves
They can't carry our weight
And all the borders we've grown, with no remorse
Disillusioned with the world
Leaving this fake dream
Open your corroded mind
Is there hope for unity
Not every glitter is gold
The wardens of this sick place
The top notch of a rat race
One footstep away from the storm
One last poetry on our tongue
We've been digging our hollow beds
Six feet under with a scythe
Too late to redeem
Say goodbye to empathy
Wake up from this fuckin dream
Cause we drowned in vanity
No equality
Just borders I can see
No equality
No more air to breathe
And all the bridges around us, we've built ourselves
They can't carry our weight
And all the borders we've grown, with no remorse
Disillusioned with the world
It's not too late to change,
But then why does it feel so strange
No more air to breath
We are killing people
That's the sad truth
We are the sad truth
There is so much power and ability in us
We have been digging our hollow beds
Six feet under with a scythe
Too late to redeem
Say goodbye to empathy
Wake up from this fuckin' dream
Cause we drowned in vanity
No equality
Just borders I can see
No equality
No more air to breathe
Billions and billions paid for weapon upgrades,
Millions and millions dying on this parade.
And all the bridges around us, we've built ourselves
They can't carry our weight
And all the borders we've grown, with no remorse
Disillusioned with the world
Leaving this fake dream
Open your corroded mind
Is there hope for unity
Not every glitter is gold
The wardens of this sick place
The top notch of a rat race
One footstep away from the storm
One last poetry on our tongue
We've been digging our hollow beds
Six feet under with a scythe
Too late to redeem
Say goodbye to empathy
Wake up from this fuckin dream
Cause we drowned in vanity
No equality
Just borders I can see
No equality
No more air to breathe
And all the bridges around us, we've built ourselves
They can't carry our weight
And all the borders we've grown, with no remorse
Disillusioned with the world
It's not too late to change,
But then why does it feel so strange
No more air to breath
Credits
Writer(s): Georg Reinke, Marc Schmidt
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