Dittohead
This fucking country's lost its grip
Subconscious hold begins to slip
The scales of justice tend to tip
.
The legal system has no spine
It's corroding from inside
Slap your hand you'll do no time
.
Reality on vacation
All across a blinded nation
Mentality under sedation
.
Anyone can be set free
On a technicality
Explain the law again to me
.
Here in 1994
Things are different than before
Violence is what we adore
.
Invitation to the game
Guns and blades and media fame
Every day more of the same
.
Murder, mayhem, anarchy
Now are all done legally
Mastermind your killing spree
.
Unafraid of punishment
With a passive government
There's nothing for you to regret
Nothing to regret
.
Unimposing policy
No enforcing ministry
Gaping with judicial flaws
Watching a fading nation crawl
.
Lead: Hanneman
.
Clashing with the public's frame
I'm the one that's place in fame
Legislature sets the stage
Social slaves caught in my rage
.
Lead: King
.
Administrative anarchy there's nothing
You can do to me
The world around you drifting to a
Continental tomb you see
.
Violence is my passion
I will never be contained
Living with aggression and its
Everlasting reign