Mothersound,
What have they done to you?
You´re withering away in the cold
Mothersound,
Once again the world´s molested you
And took your soul
I have done this for the sound,
Have done this for the sake of you,
The sake of me;
And you can mark my fucking words:
"We aren´t a mock-supposed to be"
We´re here to rouse the rabble
Thanks to you,
We get our ace fix
From exposing what you are
And what you´ve done
You´ve poisoned the litter
No better time, than now
To change what has been written;
And what has been taught
To those who would not have known
Better
I have done this for the sound,
Have done this for the sake of you,
The sake of me;
And you can mark my fucking words:
"We aren´t a mock-supposed to be"
We´re here to rouse the rabble
I have done this for the sound,
Have done this for the sake of you,
The sake of me;
And you can mark my fucking words:
"We aren´t a mock-supposed to be"
And we´re here to rouse the rabble
[x2].