Ratters

Crying angels of deceivers
Flickering out of fainted screens
Greedy eaten by the masses
Mutant tubes in agony
Seduced by words of wildcat content
Close your eyes in piece of mind
Unreal sweet dream
Step by step lost of meaning
Fade out of all doubts
Apprehend
Fatal words of disillusions
Crying loud for last solutions
Understand one can’t trust cheaters
Among the Dead runs a fever
Contest for their best deceiver
And the one who will be chosen
Destroys the world, no illusion
Blandish nightmare of emotion
Stroking souls of wannabe
Final attack of devotion
Wading through insanity
Reduced as brute for final countdown
Close your eyes no piece of mind
Wishful thinking
Deep inside tearless crying
Betrayed by your own mind
Apprehend
Blandish words of so called leaders
Slaves the mind for great deceivers
Understand don’t trust those cheaters
Among the Dead runs a fever
Contest for their best deceiver
And the one who will be chosen
Destroys the world, no illusion