Текст песни Warrior Soul - Trip Rider
Warrior Soul - Trip Rider слова песни
Service sector populateI bail out on your hate warDisparity`s sweet justiceOn the rock of sarcasmThis is dark nothing youCan do to stop this damn thing nowOnward constant pushPrimal vision amped to destructionTrip rider psychedelic sin into the sunTrip rider screw the nationI hate your dying stateMan you could recharge hellThe carbon hologramsFive billion suckers allProtect the status quoThe relics of your progressThird world your starving childYour comfort won`t addressTrip rider my sonic sin into the sunTrip rider I hate your nationConditioned mortalKeep your smile as your coma devoursSoul suckers motherfuckersTake it all `til you have noneDream joy while they get richThe country`s corpse to ground and flowersEpithet - thought we were freeMisery to pass eternal hoursTrip rider my work is never doneTrip rider I hate the nation