Hey, you who make questions
Searching for an answer
For your life conceit
You looking for wisdom
Hide behind your reason
Donkey mind grows up
You never felt the taste of shit
In your golden throne
Chorus
Blind man, made by a fool generation
Stupid, kissing asses all the time
You think you're smart
Keeping on the fashion
Doin' as everyone
You spend your rotten life
In a futile way but
Can you see around yourself?
You're dead even in life
Go to your grave
Chorus