Take it all away– but who is riding all fault?
Hassel and affectation have [bad word] your ways
But I want you to know that the remedy is already here

Just another downfall of all unworthly minds
Is there no [bad word]  why must it all [bad word] fake just
simply to worthy of it?

No, no, [bad word] your better days
It takes what it needs to redefine these ailing walls
Why must it all [bad word] fake to know what
we are fighing for?

I want life for blood, I am calling out for the enemy
I want life for blood, this one goes out to our industry

No clear direction has caused a bitter affection
Whatever music needs, rethink your distinctive deeds

it is always the same– profits kills art
So weak and lame to play this game

Is there still [bad word] behind this inscutable durtain?
Is there no [bad word] behind these inscutable lies?