A number, a uniform, and anonymity Rank, a gun, and vague authority Yesterday's victim, today's armed bully Sadistic revenge against society Banality
I?ve got me a badge, a bright shiny badge I?m painting the crest in yellow and blue I?ve got me a club, an exclusive club Doesn?t include a place for
gridare "Signore Iddio aiuta questa gente perche oggi l'uomo che viveva qui e conosco anch'io e scomparso prematuramente" Poi aggiungi tu quel che ti va banalita, banalita
vers tes grands freres Tu te diriges sans barrieres Quand tu sens l'un d'entre eux Ne te sens tu pas mieux Ma personnalite Selon toi inachevee Je dis banalite
Your bad poetry spews from a glossy insert. What the fuck am I reading? A Shakespearean sonnet 20 pages long or the words of a three chord hardcore
Beautiful and hard Platitude and art Satisfactory? The lion's lying in my arms Claws hardly harm me Complementary? Home again Don't close the door That
Translation: Fog. Platitude And Art.
meme vers tes grands freres Tu te diriges sans barrieres Quand tu sens l'un d'entre eux Ne te sens tu pas mieux Ma personnalite Selon toi inachevee Je dis banalite
: Your bad poetry spews from a glossy insert. What the fuck am I reading? A Shakespearean sonnet 20 pages long or the words of a three chord hardcore