[ Featuring the Five Ancestors of the Great Maryland Kingdom ]
I've lost the feeling and I wouldn't say that I'm exactly healing
You ignored the facts and turned away
When you were really needed
If you pay attention to bullshits that they bring forth
Then the debris looks pretty down the ocean floor
A virus yourself polluting the soil with your doubt
Chaos! I find myself deeper (than before)
The clock seems to be running so fast (to change)
So, f*ck you
Spreading the selfishness fever
You've come too far to realise that you've taken
The wrong turn from the start
(Do it!)
Burn down the media
Before we reach the point of no return
You'll never be free
In this age of hysteria
Burn down the media
Before we reach the point of no return
In this age of hysteria
Subconsciously feeding the monster of politics
I can't even begin to explain what this is
Condemned to listen to the masked madman
Like he simply thinks he knows exactly what I am
And when madness finally arrives it's displayed
As reason for as long as it thrives
Burpa burpa burpa, it's as simple as that
I thought I could defeat you but you seem to survive
Through the ideas in their minds
Pick a side and get in line
Pick a side and get in line
I hope that someday reason will crawl
Pick a side and get in line
Pick a side and get in line
Into your little nonsensical mind
I wanna feel this, the rising sequence
Progressing in my heart and urging me to shout
I wanna feel this, the rising sequence
Progressing in my heart and urging me to
Burn down the media (in this age of hysteria)
Cause I love the media (in this age of hysteria)
Burn down the media
In this age of hysteria
I'm falling to pieces, the empty ahead
Now I'd rather be free from this misery
I'm falling to pieces, the empty ahead
Now is this what you seek from this scenery?
Let's starve this monster to it's death
The only reason is your health
Since you've been prisoned in yourself
Expressing digital distress
Burn down the media
Burn down the media
Burn down the media
I'm falling to pieces, the empty ahead
Now I'd rather be free from this misery
I'm falling to pieces, the empty ahead
