As a youngster you assume things from people smarter than you
Get an understanding that things are not the same they look
But when the leaders step outside from their ivory towers
Words are soon getting a shining golden cover
Hear my voice, I pronounce you something, my friends
I promise you a better society if you're my loyal slaves, slaves!
Hey, when your thoughts are sown then, time to reap the harvest
This is your game and the only problem is to shout checkmate
Leading your army to victory, make the whole country your bitch
If you realize the realism, talking beautifully makes you dying rich
Talk is cheap when you choose to direct it to the ruck
You don't even notice when making yourself a product
And it's easy to sell a thing with conventional appearance
Your words make everyone to look through a trance
And I want to thank you all for supporting me
Now it's time to wake up to your own personal reality, reality!
Hey, when your thoughts are sown then, time to reap the harvest
This is your game and the only problem is to shout checkmate
Leading your army to victory, make the whole country your bitch
If you realize the realism, talking beautifully makes you dying rich
I am just a martyr complaining
Sick and tired of this shit surrounding
But if there were enough martyrs like me
There's a possibility to talk politics
Hey, when your thoughts are sown then, time to reap the harvest
This is your game and the only problem is to shout checkmate
Leading your army to victory, make the whole country your bitch
If you realize the realism, talking beautifully makes you die, makes you die, makes you dying rich