[00:00.00] 作曲 : Haake, Kidman, Thordendal[01:01.53]Redundant cruelty[01:02.37]Children are shoveled into enclosed solitude[01:08.94]In lack of value cause by minor defects[01:12.90]Each one an unsuitability outside the publics field of vision[01:29.52]Left to die on a bed of concrete[01:32.70]While the rich swallows ostentation[01:41.16]Distorted minds screaming for consolation[01:42.21]The vanity of convenience rules the world[01:44.91]Locked up, who cares about rights[01:48.15]So what if the world's a bit rude[01:51.03]The prosperous, pay to keep it concealed[01:51.99]Leaving problems untouched because of fear[02:50.82]Abandoned lives[02:51.84]Hundreds in a room, staring with empty swollen eyes[02:59.25]Mutilated possibilities[02:59.88]Enslaved by insanity[04:56.49]The belligerent arrogance of the leaders[05:00.03]Strangles the subjected right to a childhood of safety[05:01.71]Nightmares but for real for ever engraved[05:03.63]In the minds of lost infancies[05:04.68]Shut outFrom this dying world of calumny[05:11.22]Infanticide[05:11.58]A thousand souls a day flows away with the breeze[05:24.60]Living corpses, breathing lungs filled with disease[05:27.03]Underdeveloped twisted thoughts, trying to understand[05:31.32]Unfairly secluded by the prevailing injustices[05:33.75]That pushes this mentally ill world over the edge of acceptance[05:39.57]Locked up, who cares about rights[05:42.81]So what if the world's a bit rude[05:45.30]The prosperous, pay to keep it concealed[05:46.41]Leaving problems untouched because of fear[05:49.89]Death inside, without reach-their freedom[06:22.29]Bound to feel, within illness floating[06:23.25]Souls in penury, soon to fade out-aggravation in charge[06:30.00]Bemoan oppression, extensive carnage behind walls of uncertainty[06:32.28]We'll realize as the floods of insight come down