Trepalium Who's f..cked Up
My future is called pollution
Since the human race is god
Tomorrow shall decline
By the virus of bio technology
If'I want to drug my hope
I must believe in political lies
Who's f..cked up
Those who can or those who act
Who's f..cked up
Those who think or those who know
I know all is lost
For the future is a ghost
Fed by society
To condition everybody
But see, look at the world
There is nothing here for you
Everything is doomed to be eaten by worms
Oxidized and corrupted
I listen to the lies of peace
I see violence bursting out
I relish the nature of corruption
And I smell the pollution
I just sense freedom
Into madness
A few years ago
I was an innocent
But I have hope
I know now that
I became the pestilence
I believe in nothing and
I am nothing
