Disease: Man - Silent Voices

Growing tired of your selfrighteus ways

Only concerned of the riches you gain

So high up in your chair

That you can’t look down

And the circle of violence

Goes round and round

Behind a perfect smile

A mind of deceit disguised

Spreading the disease

Poisoned tongues

Spread the web of lies

But the truth still lies

Between the lines

Don’t tell us what to believe

Contaminate us with your disease

Your aims are so easy to see

We’re coming across the lines

Tearind own you disguise

Killing the disease

For thousands of year

Man has ruled the world

Taking all they he can

Read and ruined

All around

Disease of man