Lletres: Stygma IV. Isolation.

Isolation always grows
Cold frustration fills our souls
Disillusion is the goal
Direct the masses, let the profit grow

We spend our lives in apathy
But there's much more than we can see
Manipulate our destiny
But we are still feeling free

We live by the threat of their methods
We are hiding like worms in the meadows
We don't know what's going on
We'll never know what's going on

What are we living for?
What is the golden goal?
What are we fighting for?
Is it wealth or even more?

The rhythm of our daily lives
Work, eat, shit and sleep at night
We walk around with brainwashed minds
That's what we'll never get in mind

We live by the threat of their methods
We are hiding like worms in the meadows
We don't see what's going on
We'll never see what's going on

We are living their lies with our innocent minds
We don't know what's going on
We'll never know what's going on
We are living their lies with our innocent minds

Isolation fills our souls
Communication is running low
They've achieved the final goal
Raise production and the profit grows

We spend our lives in agony
But there's much more than we can see
Manipulated destiny
But we are still feeling free

We live by the threat of their methods
We are hiding like worms in the meadows
We don't know what's going on
We'll never know what's going on

We are living their lies with our innocent minds
We don't see what's going on
We' ll never see what's going on
We are living their lies