You pay for pleasure, you pay for peace - for you and other ones
Blue screen is working - it generates silly facial expression
This is not a war - this is the retribution for a cultural difference
White turned black - covers are removed, a veil fell from his eyes
Enemy defeated, citizens defecated by mass media
War (War) , Dies (Dies) - it’s only in your mind
Cry (Cry) , Lies (Lies) - it’s work for my
NECROPROPAGANDA
You sell your own mother!
A Day when sun goes down, and no longer rise - day of my victory
Darkness fell on the streets - filled the back alleys, crawled into your head
Presscorpses hanging on pillars, they will no longer speak to much
You take a step - i know about it, as a microchip in your head
My warriors are strong, they never betray - because they dead like me
Destroyed houses and starving children, smoke in the air smells burning hairs
People feed on rats and corpses, the Police always at your doors
I do not need to scare anyone - they believe me - kill themselves
Biomass sways in ecstasy, the pray on my NECROPROPAGANDA