Lyrics
Message for the nations
A magic sign above the sky
Lie in combinations
The lie is covering the lie
Watching TV rubbish
Integrating all the lies
Talking heads of cabbage
Plastic balls instead of eyes
The light is shining on the red carpet
The red carpet of the bloody red
The light is shining on the red carpet
The red carpet of the bloody red
I lost my dress code
I wear my shabby jeans
I threw all my gold
I got my wine and cheese
I'm moving against the wind
I'm running against the time
I wear my shabby jeans
I have got my cheese and wine
Freedom! Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom
Freedom! Freedom Freedom Freedom Freedom
Freedom, Freedom
Worship profanations
Clear skies, the yellow Moon
Sick imagination
Will the war be coming soon
Send-off of the freedom
Broken vizor of the slam
Vacancy of wisdom
Kingdom of the Kingdom Come
The light is shining on the red carpet
The red carpet of the bloody red
The light is shining on the red carpet
The red carpet of the bloody red