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From the screen there's a chilling sound I see your face as you hit the ground Disturbing scenes that harrow me I'm asking you to justify Your policy of genocide Would it change if the same were done to you We must define diving lines, defy, until they stop This stop this Voyeuristic tendency The media thrives on misery In the end we are the ones who must decide Totautarian Authority Manipulation conquers apathy weaterntoxification's you disease Aus Songtexte Mania