Out Of Hand

=========== (lyrics: Andersson/Hellid, music: Rosenberg/Hellid/Cederlund) Fools gather round to whatch me bleed but there are things you'll never see to protect and serve one nation under god a nation in which no-one's free Their flesh begins to rot what's left of what they've got a boring life is getting old mischief won't turn to gold By going back to burning books ripping apart things that doesn't fit one times one equals nine Your make - believe reality is full of shit Jesus christ lord of flies in disguise f**k ! It's f**ked to hear one idiot's words but worse to see others believe it f**ked up minds in f**ked up times it's up to you to foresee it Jesus christ lord of flies in disguise it's all built upon lies out of hand is this a f**king joke out of mind and it makes me f**king choke f**k !