Mr. self-made paradigm*
Take off your democracy out of our ass
We are the new borderline
We don’t need your alms
Pick up your boat, pick up your bitches
And fade away!
We have a power in our mind, a new way to spread our life
New ice age has risen to stole our dreams
We are filling our blank page with a new psalm
Forgetting of you and all the media
No more saints can save us
We can’t wait for new wise
We must follow our thoughts
To rise the new millennium prophecy
Triste Italia sprecata
Dal suo popolo senza memoria
Dal suo falso padrone
I fasti di glorie passate
Sono lisi come le pietre dei templi d’orati
We have a power in our mind, a new way to spread our life
New ice age has risen to stole our dreams
We are filling our blank page with a new psalm
Forgetting of you and of all the media

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