Tightrope Propaganda Songtext
von Leng Tch’e

Ready for
The bitter death
Resemblance
Just a different time
Sick of your poetry
A living on a tree
In your reality
You′re changing all the things
One of you will have to die
I don't think you will deny
You put your faith in us
But now we realize
The threat never left
The threat never left
The threat never left Dead is breeding like demons
Of decades ago
Recruit my ants and I proclaim
That they are immortal
Dead is breeding like demons
Of decades ago
In Brutus
Where we have been warned
In Brutus
Where we have been warned
Sick of your poetry
A living on a tree
In your reality
You′re changing all the things