Thoughtcrimes Songtext
von Cire

The sun still shines
I see from the shadows in my haunted cell
Those who make decisions must not notice hell
And instrumental purposes outside myself
These are thought crimes
Don′t disagree with he who holds the weapons
To your face and shouts about your freedom
They own you
Green paper chains control you


Love it all taken
Love it all taken
Love it all taken
Love it all taken

The party's right
Please just let me out, I do not care to fight
I′m rehabilitated and I see the light
Believe me
You've changed me
Enslaved me

Pleasure is our enemy
Pleasure is our enemy
Pleasure is our enemy

I love this fucking slavery