Look to this land
Of large statements
Experience what comes by
Future hold in stolen hands
Opinions no more accepted
As a way of being free
"Huge", says the gelded
And it takes the poison to rip souls
Struggled one
The only guy with true ideals
Hear these imbecilities
The formula to succeed
It proves how important
Limits exists to rule
Into a different habitat
Find who is suspected
It is built on a stratified
Foundation of a sense to act
Living as it is an exorbitance
A waste of time
Reducing feelings to poisons
Accumulate people to be free
Almost to entertain brains
Giving what empty feels
In the moment nihilism is inside
A new enemy
Criticized for achieving recreation
Be pure, clear
Molestation you will pay
Watched by far
A certain tradition to eradicate
Structures deformed
Can establish a solid impact
Traumatic exposures
As need to fell the hate
(Attend) Unreliable arguments
Announce the illness
Present the usual concepts
Accept everything that comes
From exterior
Present days still pasted
All the time
So as it was before this are
Possible conclusions