You stand high above, oh, how generous
You are martyr, priest and god, preach to us
A glorious sight - you with your - crown of gold
Lo! Behold! The beautiful throne of bones
Masses of brainwashed puppets march in your wake
Carrying scythes and sickles to help you dominate
Dominate!
You stand high above, oh, how generous
You are martyr, priest and god, preach to us
Through your teeth you lie while wearing a fake your smile
And the masses chant your name - such glee! You have no shame!
You stop at no atrocity, tear off legs
Shy away at no perversity, tear off arms
You stop at no atrocity, sever heads
Shy away at no perversity, sever hearts
No cost is too high
Blinded by greed you have sold your empathy
Counting on the world to fall into apathy
Blinded by greed you have sold your empathy
Counting on the world to fall into apathy
You'll never break me down for your own f*cking gain
You'll never take us down till we return all the pain
We return all the pain
Neurotic Machinery - Uprising Lyrics
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You stand high above, oh, how generous
You are martyr, priest and god, preach to us
A glorious sight - you with your - crown of gold
Lo! Behold! The beautiful throne of bones
Masses of brainwashed puppets march in your wake
Carrying scythes and sickles to help you dominate
Dominate!
You stand high above, oh, how generous
You are martyr, priest and god, preach to us
Through your teeth you lie while wearing a fake your smile
And the masses chant your name - such glee! You have no shame!
You stop at no atrocity, tear off legs
Shy away at no perversity, tear off arms
You stop at no atrocity, sever heads
Shy away at no perversity, sever hearts
No cost is too high
Blinded by greed you have sold your empathy
Counting on the world to fall into apathy
Blinded by greed you have sold your empathy
Counting on the world to fall into apathy
You'll never break me down for your own f*cking gain
You'll never take us down till we return all the pain
We return all the pain
You are martyr, priest and god, preach to us
A glorious sight - you with your - crown of gold
Lo! Behold! The beautiful throne of bones
Masses of brainwashed puppets march in your wake
Carrying scythes and sickles to help you dominate
Dominate!
You stand high above, oh, how generous
You are martyr, priest and god, preach to us
Through your teeth you lie while wearing a fake your smile
And the masses chant your name - such glee! You have no shame!
You stop at no atrocity, tear off legs
Shy away at no perversity, tear off arms
You stop at no atrocity, sever heads
Shy away at no perversity, sever hearts
No cost is too high
Blinded by greed you have sold your empathy
Counting on the world to fall into apathy
Blinded by greed you have sold your empathy
Counting on the world to fall into apathy
You'll never break me down for your own f*cking gain
You'll never take us down till we return all the pain
We return all the pain
Writer: Jan Pilík
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