Drained of their expression
Explusion genetic defect
A ritual among our consumers
Not what you thought it could be
Limits of your Liberty
Just take a look in the mirror
Tell me what do you see
Is this what you expected
Forget what you thought it could be
Limits of your Liberty
When I see you passing me by
You're not the one that I used to know
Nothing is left everything's gone
A mechanised tool of the throne
When I see you passing me by
It's hard for me to understand
How could you submit capitulate
In constant fear of the feeding hand
Drained of their expression
Explusion genetic defect
A ritual among our consumers
Not what you thought it could be