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God Is Dead
02:43
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god is dead
and we all regret
we've prayed for him and shot us in our heads
cause we don't know what we can do
cause we can't life alone
but we have nothing to prove
we need your help and you're not there
we're so stupid and despair
is god the true answer for all this killing and more?
and for dropping bombs in religious wars?
god is fucking dead!
we're all together, we can use our brains
cause we're not dumb and we're all the same
what you want and what you think about that,
that god is fucking dead?
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2. |
The Change
02:09
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We're not here to entertain!
We're fucking Riotkids,
cause we wanna change everything what goes wrong in the world today!
Let's move on the streets and show those pigs what we don't need!
They wanna control us all, but stand together like a fucking wall!
We want the change, we want this change!
Let's move on the streets and show those pigs what we don't need!
We want the change, we want this change!
We fight against your cops and this war will never stop,
because we want that change! Give us that change!
We are here to show you this shit, to change your mind and you're thinking about it!
Because we are the kids of the revolution! we want that change to start new!
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Emanuel Cunt
03:09
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Everyday you cross my way then you have nothing to do.
You talking shit, i don't wanna know, because your life is just a fucking show!
So start to realise that nobody wants to know all you selfmade lies!
So get down you big ego!
Come on you must realise that you must start thinking and stop the lies!
You go out and be so proud and everybody get annoyed.
You beat down weakers, pranking girls and you do it only for yourself!
Shut up you fucking cunt!
You wanna tell me what is wrong and what is right?
So care of yourself and start thinking and shut up!
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It's a cold dark night, me and my friends running into the light.
We can't believe what we see, the world got his change with burning trees!
We stay hear with open eyes, sweaty hands and lips so dry.
We see the end of the world is near and we be shocked and full of fear.
We want peace and hope for all the good we don't know.
We never forget for what we stand, a better world with a fighting in the name of peace!
What will you do when basemants crusching down?
When the executioners ringing to the first round?
When you see people got maggots in her wounds?
And the sirens howl loud!
There is no place to be, with so many borders for me!
This is the end!
This is the part, when the world collapse.
And now, we are fucking dead!
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I open my eyes and I'm thousant meters high,
the wind blows in my face and it's bright and not to late
to thinking abaout the past, the memories and the mistakes
and i regret nothing!
I wanna change the world, but the world changes me!
I saw dead people, childrens with guns
and i can't do anything!
I hope it's get better in the future!
The impact comes near and I close my eyes beacause I want a better life and now I'm dead!
I have no regrets!
I want a better life and now I'm crushing on the earth!
No regrets!
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