---

Freedom rise, my body flies, beams me up to the sun

A toilet break to put pills in my head was my only fun

My soul was empty, my brain overloaded, happiness I never felt

All these laws turn you into a cold machine, colder as your death

Empty words are coming out of empty souls

Empty words are coming out of empty souls

Freedom rise, my body flies, beams me up to the sun

Once again I did my job, oh well I turned insane

Slave have learn to smile today they got some sugar flavour

Old laws, rules and regulations failed the social plan

The social plan failed

The social plan failed

The social plan failed

The social plan failed

Check it out - what's hell

Check it out - in your head

Revolution doesn't start on streets

It starts at home in our souls

And in our hearts so in this way

Peace and fuck yourself

NO REVOLUTION

NO EVOLUTION