Tool

Bright
The tool in your hand
don`t heal
Bright headlines used
As a calming injection.
In the mirror of lies
I see the reflection
Of buried thoughts
And stolen freedom
The absorbed struggle
Of the human race This
Killing tool
In this reign of control
my tool in your hand
don`t heal
All the miseries
Of this rotten life
In blood their baptised
with poisoned words
my tool in your hand
don`t heal
Truth once so pure
my tool in your hand
don`t heal
Has been deleted
And all curse of history
has been neglected
This killing tool
In this reign of control
In this reign of control
Victims become
The worst enemies
Their Lords and kings
Are now the weak [2x]
THE WORST ENEMIES
Are now the weak
THE WORST ENEMIES
Are now the weak