The Politics of Ecstasy (re-mastered version)

I hate you, the pigs who turn the screws, I hate everything you stand for

I hate the world we've bred, political pigs we've fed, our fathers left us nothing but a dead world

Beyond repair down in despair, our fathers left us nothing

Choking on the influx of technology I realize the politics of ecstasy

And we can't change what's in stone