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Seeing through bitter eyes Pride is prime of youth His blackness - is his vanity To side - the side of truth He knows - he'll always lose He's lost before A boy with a grievance A man with a grudge to bear Society seen to destroy all he's been Vietnam taught to kill Dormant behind the will He still retains the will And he will The scarcity of pain In contentment rich boy realize No pleasure - is pleasure Till he's fed by its name Nothing to lose Still less to gain Nameless, Faceless Walking corpse I met murder on the way He wore a mask like today Songtexte Around every corner A conscience cries Struggling for breath in a vacuum Faced with the cold gaping wound For madmen only Know where contentment lies For madmen only A coolness knows no conscience Put away with finality In the high impassioned pit of murder Conscience free - slit accuracy For madmen only Never search for happiness For madmen only Only pleasure Everybody is that crime Walking the thin straight line The tightrope of tragedy For madmen only Know where contentment lies For madmen only The great american dream ... The decline of civilization ...... Echoed in the victim's scream ......... I met murder on the way ............ He wore a mask like today Aus Songtexte Mania