Show me your victims. I’m not on your side.
Pain on your face, it’s your last fight.
They talk too loud. Shut up your crowd.
It’s the last day! [bad word] 
And my best friends, they present fresh life
They are rounds in the human’s mind
I don’t know about your rage
It’s a burn of new man inside your straight
I believe that the new world [bad word] I believe that it’s insane
I bet my generation makes your [bad word] days
And new revolution! It makes you a scum
My time, my youth, my pollution
Makes you stoned hard
Stoned!
Internet and other [bad word] have changed your fate
It’s worse brain and makes your fat
Now you on a way to anywhere
Where is no salvation and I don’t care
Yes, we are kidding, we can’t win that war
I just don’t want you to ignore:
Don’t ignore your mind and ignore their fake
Do what you want and wait for their mistake
Stoned!