Faceless, mindless storm troopers.

No heart, no soul, no care.

The fist of corprotocracy, they serve their master’s will.
Resist. We won’t back down, we’ll never die.

I got something to say and I’ll say it again.

I got something to sing and I’ll sing it again.

I got something to scream and I’ll scream it again.

IMPRIMER LES PAROLES