This game has lost its meaning
All rules are broken
There is no room for morals anymore
Your ‘golden' glance is so demeaning
And hollow
I should have known that your nerve ends are dead
Numbers are failing
As leeches prevailing
No inhibitions, I feel so devoured
Struggle the nation
To avoid strangulation
Throw some discord, spread the news, you’re a coward
We lose this brutal war
The sidekicks dropped their guise
And turned to vultures
Evident’s out of season
The sharks will crave for more
Descendants of a such demented figure
The enemies of reason
Bring on extinction
And get your distinction
Feed your machine with new flesh
I’m so long departed
And the game is over…