You don't have to be offensive
you know that it won't be long
inteligent girls are more depressive
because they can see what's going on.

Discipline is the mask of slavery and
the rictus of sadness.
Control is the executioner of imagination
and a sibling of madness.

And the water will rise,whether you want it or not
and it will wash away lies.
You'll drown and rot.

See these manequiens,they are all the same
superficial minds,seeking so badly fame.

If we were like them,would we be free.
If we didn't care what tommorow will be?

Poor little dollies,stepping aside.
Pretty but still so hollow inside.
Seems that your souls have been left behind.
too bad fot you,this wasn't your ride.

They think they are lucky,they think they pure
but underwater nothing will endure.

Forsaken and and forgotten,this is the real deal.
shine for some moments and refuse to feel.

But when the water comes,all these are going to sink,
sink inside a world savage, cold and bleak.

Discipline is the mask of slavery and
the rictus of sadness.
Control is the executioner of imagination
and a sibling of madness.

Hiding your worms behind pretension,
behind your fake flesh lies true intention

All these girls will be victims of diet and measure.
Hoping that they'll find in the mirror some pleasure.

And the water will rise,whether you want it or not
and it will wash away lies.
You'll drown and rot.