Texty:
God Machine The Blind Man

Can you hear a blind man Say I wish I could love Or can you hear a lover Say I wish I could see Or have you ever bled And tried to hide the wounds So

ll see you tomorrow oh you silly thing, the government of man and the politics of evil, government of man and the politics of evil, goverment of man and

T.V.s. They'll steal your dreams--remove them surgically (but leave you scars so deep and lasting), God is dead man has surpassed him. Like children

age is upon us And yet the past refuses to rest in its shallow grave For those who hide behind the false image of the son of man shall stand before God

fucking niece Kill the president, terrorist, kill a fucking priest Your momma, your father, your sister, and your right hand Kill a hustler, customer, kill a white man

man's land, God only knows Into jaws of death, we go Crucified as if on a cross Allied troops, they mourn their loss German war propaganda machine Such

land I'll put some, some, some armor in ya hand, ya heard? Ya heard me and ?? need to do that interview immediately. This is Nore, man. 917-699(?) cool, one. [Answering machine

your lies Open your eyes, open your mind Proud like a God don't pretend to be blind Trapped in yourself, break out instead Beat that machine which goes

man fire M-16 Police man fire AK-47 Soldier man them a fire [Incomprehensible] And them gun shoot, for woy Bad man fire M-16 Police man fire AK-47 Soldier