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Rise, grow, buy and die!

The strongest rips out the skin from the weak

Chews his flesh, his viscera

Sweat corrodes his bones

Ashes are the end

Everyone takes on blindly

Everyone takes on mutely

Everyone takes on deafly (slaves)

Kneeling, beaten, creeping, begs

Chained to the old book (shame)

The virgin belly symbol... lie!

Conceived by infected pigs

High command consciousness

The temple of gold

Destined to be just one more!

Rise, grow, buy and die

The free man chooses his hangman

His choice of his mind

Illusion and suffering

Sedated, locked into a perfect reality

Guided by the shining cubes

Images of a world of fucking shit

Chaos, it's the fact!

Lead Moura

Everyone is blind before blood domination

A domain of gold

A domain of hate

A domain of the weak

And there is no way to escape

To escape...