Sit down and complain All your patterns are the same All the pain is in vain With no money and no fame This is the final road I'll make you feel unborn You'll see the empire down We're laughing all around Can't control my inner absentia I know what's gonna be Embracing my dementia All my life I've been taught to be a king So I don't give a shit about your ways to be, yeah The gallows pole's ahead Is waiting for your neck And waiting for some others Kill the politicians Let them starve Let them be tortured By all this crowd Kill the politics And all of their fucking sons Justice has come for you all Why the fuck is everybody blind? Getting fat on the couch Waiting for their prime Can the pope put his hands out of this child? We won't take any more of your denials The gallows pole's ahead Is waiting for your neck And waiting for some others Erase them from the map Be conscious with your mind The price they have to pay In your conscience now fall In your conscience fall