Crisis Lyrics

Eyes without the bright of knowledge inside
Mankind gives birth to only zombies
Animated by the Great Power of senses

Glittering screens, violence and blood
Perverted sex, fashion and slogans
Ideals for youth
Unused freedom in their hands
Pocket-money to spend on junks

Money-grubbing, aimless bawling
Immense drudging in intense stress
Ideals for parents
Contradictory restrictions
Spoiling in rotation with strictness

Giving no motivations
We're killing generations

Living standard is only compensation
Given for the loss of the meaning of life
As organized events are only compensation
Given for the loss of the common sense

Burnt brains, aimless empty eyes
Wealth's the key, abundance in lies
Strolling youth
Sorrowful truth
Of an indifferent world of selfishness
Having an end in itself

Giving no motivations
We're killing generations