Amphitheatre Lyrics

I see the dirt
Your shit
I take a part in it
Performance of an idiot

From filthy hands
COme out greed
In filthy heads
Bugs of meanness

Stone - lots of stone
We stone the weak
Smashing heads
Cold bodies

Grey figure with black blindfold
We turn our eyes back
There's no place for her

Drama in a comical scenery plays
Complicated in egoism
Professing in vanity
Torpor!
They carry out the dead
Somebody brings new weapon
Impassive game - obsession
Liberates primitive instincts
Degradation
Murderous scene
Decadence dance
The prompter lies
In the puddle of blood