40 Years in the Desert Songtext
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I've been waiting for years for you to come to your senses
Will I ever succeed in driving you out of your fences?
Stop blaming me, go on, lower your lances
Bury the golden calf, just grab and use your chances
Outside the wall life always looked so good
You never believed others are living in misery too
The grass is ever greener on the glossy pages
People are having the freedom of happily living in dying cages
The curtain's up but speed up not your intelligence
45 years of dreams, sloth and ignorance
Will I ever succeed in driving you out of your fences?
Stop blaming me, go on, lower your lances
Bury the golden calf, just grab and use your chances
Outside the wall life always looked so good
You never believed others are living in misery too
The grass is ever greener on the glossy pages
People are having the freedom of happily living in dying cages
The curtain's up but speed up not your intelligence
45 years of dreams, sloth and ignorance
45 years of ???? and insanity
Lead to 40 years of insatiability
40 years in the desert gather all the slaves and head to Mount of Sinai
You should be dead before you reach the Promised Land
Kill the slave you hide inside
With a freeborn mind
Take, take, crave for more and receive
You seek forgiveness but you yourself never forgive
All that you once knew, and could have got you healed
Was sacrificed for the sake of your new ideals
The fat old man gave you money to fix your lips
He gave you money to fix your tits and raise his kids
Who's gonna fix your heart, who's gonna fix it, who?
Kiss the blond big-tittied icon hanging from the wall
Old women on the benches, young people at the cafes
Can't take it anymore, I feel so out of place
Masters pulling strings making you happy in a thousand ways
Face the truth about your nation's powered ugly face
40 years in the desert gather all the slaves and head to Mount of Sinai
40 years in the desert is the price you pay for being still a slave inside
Open your mind, open your mind
40 years in the desert gather all the slaves and head to Mount of Sinai
You should be dead before you reach the Promised Land
Kill the slave you hide inside
With a freeborn mind
Lead to 40 years of insatiability
40 years in the desert gather all the slaves and head to Mount of Sinai
You should be dead before you reach the Promised Land
Kill the slave you hide inside
With a freeborn mind
Take, take, crave for more and receive
You seek forgiveness but you yourself never forgive
All that you once knew, and could have got you healed
Was sacrificed for the sake of your new ideals
The fat old man gave you money to fix your lips
He gave you money to fix your tits and raise his kids
Who's gonna fix your heart, who's gonna fix it, who?
Kiss the blond big-tittied icon hanging from the wall
Old women on the benches, young people at the cafes
Can't take it anymore, I feel so out of place
Masters pulling strings making you happy in a thousand ways
Face the truth about your nation's powered ugly face
40 years in the desert gather all the slaves and head to Mount of Sinai
40 years in the desert is the price you pay for being still a slave inside
Open your mind, open your mind
40 years in the desert gather all the slaves and head to Mount of Sinai
You should be dead before you reach the Promised Land
Kill the slave you hide inside
With a freeborn mind
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