When We Stopped Asking Why Songtext
von Wanderer

A corrupt unit of control
Protect power from the poor
Another maimed and killed
Riddled with holes From every single angle
In every single angle
A horrific death cult
Built on greed

Reach for your gun
Smoke from the barrel
Blood from your empty skull


Trained to impose force on others
A killer trained to kill
A monster bred from delusion

ACAB FTP