Broken Conscience '96

Dark expressions
Endless streets
Forests on concrete
Mutations and freaks
Progress without limits
Infecting our blood with greed and love of gain
There is no point in getting up again
It’s all so sombre without you
Words nobody listens to
Until it’s too late
Though we walk together trough the night
With new courage and new hope
We poison our lungs by the air we breathe
And contaminated dope