The New Dictatorship Songtext
von War Kabinett

Once again the tyrants
Gather round their mighty throne
Hallowed commanders of our destiny Obscene designers of our doom

The holy guardians of deceitful truth Embracing no will but their own
Respectful keepers of our needs and thoughts
Leaving us free to choose what we consume

Pawns in a game we can not win (restrained by our own choice)
Essential but still replaceable (trapped in a world of lies)
Pretentious puppets on a string (addicted to the screen)
We turned ourselves into their slaves (watching our freewill die)

Pulling the strings of our own manipulation
We′re self exiled and condemned to isolation
Beholders of this vicious demonstration
We are the characters in the game of desolation

No need for terror, wonder or delusion
As long as we can watch another function
No need for wars, violence or destruction
As long as you keep screening our illusion


Pawns in a game we cannot win (trying to reach the dream)
Essential but still replaceable (we left our thoughts behind)
Pretentious puppets on a string (to live the way they want!
We turned ourselves into their slaves

Fear
Wonder
Terror
Pain

Peasants
Pawns,ñ
Servants
Slaves

Cursed by our laziness
Betrayed by scorn
We dwell in putrefaction
Pathetic form of life

Worshipers of mediocrity
Devoted to thine filth
Ignorant, conformist
Obedient to thine will


Deranged and infected by allegiance to the screens
Humans have surrendered their very souls
Freedom of choice and speech are ruled by a new power
Hidden behind the screen lies "The New Dictatorship"

Pawns in a game we cannot win (how can we trust their shit?)
Essential but still replaceable (blinded and fooled by clowns)
Pretentious puppets on a string (we'll never bow to them)
"The New Dictatorship"