So I killed a bird today Threw a rock right at it Watched it fall silently Writhing on the ground I just do as they did at school When I was the target I fell without a sound And broke without cracks Today I pass my pain to others Today I transfer death Everyday I carry a smile Just above my tie Now they follow my orders And I smile as they did I rule with an iron fist Now I got their attention My persuation is rocks Gathered in my pockets Today I pass my pain to others Today I transfer death Measure my conscience Scrutinize to determine its weight Measure my guilt See how much I care Measure my consciense If you can find it You'll find it's got Zero weight My life is a void today My inside torn to pulp I just communicate By throwing rocks I pass the pain on I transfer death I got my pockets full of rocks Persuation! Persuation rocks!

Womens high boots black suede Gonna tread all over me Got to pull them off her feet Before I die Woman don't you know me I want to please you But you're not happy Unless I blead Why don't you Why won't you Why can't you Womens high boots black suede Gonna tread all over me She lets her sunshine out And burn me with her smile She lets her sunshine out And burn me with her smile

While the poor live in the city of ghosts We can offer you a piece of our heaven Real estate in the suburb to the silver city Always protected by angels with swords No one here is different or difficult somehow And nothing can threaten our way of life Everyone here have got the same family values And our gardens are tidy and all look the same The ruling feces likes to gather in groups where no one can feel their stench. Their way of life is to suck the lifeforce out of others and turn it to shit, for their own amusement of course since they are covered anyway. To the untrained eye the ruling feces appear quite clean and healthy, but under their costumes and dresses they are rotten and foul, often filled with parasites and fungus. If you get to close you might get trapped in one of their factories for the rest of your life. The view here is somewhat obscured by the fences That is a small price to pay for security We monitor each and everyone of us to see That no one deviates from our belives Holy guardian angels watch us day and night Everyone is a missionary here as far as they can see Personal integrety is something the ruling feces never had to worry about of before the matter of security arised. No one used to have access to their playgrounds so they could pretty much do whatever they wanted in their backyard barbecue orgies. Now the perversions of the feces takes place outside of their gated community, cunningly hidden to avoid detection and unpopularity among the unsuspecting masses.

The city surrounds me Devours my identity I am one ghost of many Utterly insignificant My life is waiting for the Constant passing of time I got no human connections No one that makes me care I am a ghost Fading into obscurity I sit alone at my couch When I'm not at work My mind is an emty void Occupied by death The only time I'm alive Is in my intoxicated escape Then there is nothing That can touch my mind I am a ghost Fading into obscurity And there are millions like me I don't belong in this world But whoever does I spend my life here But I'm a waste of time The days float slowly by In the rain outside my window All my numbered days Now they are running out I am a ghost Fading into obscurity And there are millions like me We are all one and the same in the end

You got me in this prison You are the warden in my life You tell me what to do and when I'll never tell you what I feel You should prepare for my escape One day I will get out of this And when I'm free I will return To make you pay a thousand times

We fuck you over and over again We use you all as we wish You're a tool and when you break We'll thow you away and get a new Minimum wage, maximum profit We don't care about your pain We live on your hard work But you mean nothing to us Total infernal management Your infectation - our solution Secretly managing pain Recall me from this hell You are just figures in our budget You feed our ever growing need So we fuck you over and over again To keep your under our control Total infernal management Your infectation - our solution Secretly managing pain Recall me from this hell Constantly aching shoulders Stressed and depressed There is no limit To what they make us do The monotonized boredom Brings artificial Altzheimers Our memory degrades By the constant pressure Like slaves without an option We sell our own flesh To this cannibal company That end our lives They're all over the world But we don't try to stop it We just shut up and swallow Take it in our face

Your life is a cut up story You've had a distant life No one close to you And you will never know What would have happened If things had been different The cold play within your heart The sudden touch of your fingers on my skin The words written on your back I'll never reach you but I pretend to feel There are several stories Mixed up inside of you You'll have to sort it all out We won't be there to help There's no easy way to go And you are all alone The way they handle the truth Fills me with disgust for the ones that pretend they rule I can't support this idiocraty They should consider me an enemy of their state I am the Empty Christ My conscience full of lies Pain is my emotion Why should I ever care I am the Empty Christ The ruler of this world We are millions Indifferent and dead Those feelings do not match Your actions contradict That behaviour isn't right Your isolated mind Has already cracked The only way is out My mother always said to me That my invisibility is only in my own head Everyone outside can see me The face I try to hide right behind my mask Your medications will not help This sickness isn't cured Everyday will be the same And you will soon find out Nothing will sedate The pain that you call life The cold soul of my heart Something I could never understand or feel I am free from consciousness All those tattoed letters will remain unread by me I am the Empty Christ My conscience full of lies Pain is my emotion Why should I ever care I am the Empty Christ The ruler of this world We are millions Indifferent and dead And when the morning comes The darkness float away The things I've done remain And nothing can be changed And everyday is all the same I try to forget each night Why am I trapped in this void I don't understand You got something I need You must give it to me now You got emotions that I need You must give it to me now I must have your sensibility I need to understand the world I must have your compassion I need your love right now I am the Empty Christ The lethargic lord of lies Let the people come to me and feel my pain I am the Empty Christ The lord of indifference My abscent conscience Will set the world aflame I am the Empty Christ The shepard without sheep I reap what others sowed My kingdom falls every day I am the Empty Christ I will throw that first rock There is no salvation I'll just save myself I am the Empty Christ The ruler of this world There are millions like me We're indifferent and dead I am the Empty Christ My conscience's got zero weight I pass my pain to others And I transfer death