Letra de Prod

Emotions inside us, troubling,
The hatred inside us, escalating,
The sickness inside us, keeps you weak,
The masses inside of us,
Suffering, they are bleeding

The calling inside us, sick with greed,
The voices calling to us,
Deafening, we're not listening

Cannot receive the obvious,
Line up cattle and cut the neck,
Swat at the flies omit disgust

The leaders inside us posturing,
The pollution inside of us, suffocating me,
The science inside us menacing,
The will that's inside of us,
It's dying, end is coming

Cannot receive the obvious,
Line up cattle and cut the neck,
Drain us of life and cleanse the mess

Cleanse the mess,
Cleanse the mess,
Cleanse the mess,
Cleanse the mess!

Wash me off inside,
Wash me off inside.

We're ourselves,
We're ourselves,
We're ourselves,
Killers

Goddamn we fucked-up the circumstance,
Save us from ourselves,
Callous minds against trust and confidence,
Give a damn now.

Save us from ourselves,
Make it all go away,
Beg pardons from the mother,
Give a damn.

Save us from ourselves,
Make it all go away,
Beg the pardons from the mother,
Give a damn,
Now we'll sit and wait,

Wait, wait, wait for, the coming, of the end,
Wait for,

The coming, the ending,
The plight of man, deserving
no mercy, expelling by god's hand,
It's okay, DNA, it's over, no more pain,

No more pain,
No more pain.

Emotion, the hatred, the sickness, the calling

Cannot receive the obvious.
Line up cattle and cut the neck.
Swat at the flies omit disgust.

Drain us of life and cleanse the mess.