Sometimes I listen to many voices in my head
Voices insist on telling me I'm dead
Towards this mad society I'm no one
But I'm alive to fight against your clan
Back to Mad Society
Back to Mad Society
Back to Mad Society
Back to Mad Society
I see only war and injustice in my way
The weakers are losers and can't react
I turn my hate in the weapons against these pigs
My attitude is clear and made of revolt
Mad society, alienation
Brutal force, obliteration
Without money in your life
You'd better die
Paranoia, exploitation
Persecution, hallucination
No peace in your life
You'd better fight
Back to Mad Society
Back to Mad Society
Back to Mad Society
Back to Mad Society
My head aches when I look around
Indifferent people go on with their lifes
They're part of this mad society
I feel lonely and my power is all gone