O.V.E.R.

Waterloo, to Watergate,
From river to river, from tower to tower,
Systematic line of power,
Happy hour, happy hour, say thanks
When it gets sour, explosions are the light, in your nightsky, Martini, sour,
Say thanks, be grateful, to all the ones spawned, in the ranks

Of your nation, symbols of your condemnation
Wrapped, dead, in the bloody flag, in the space station
A matter of time,
Until you feel, that it's real,
Your burning flag, consuming your flesh, as you melt, on fire!

Pilates to Versailles,
Palace to palace,
Straight David's starline,
If they sell, and you buy,
Then you are gonna pay, cause everything has a price
A very high price, in the casinos in the desert
Including yourself, did you checked?
That price tag, on your back

Are you ready?
Neon lights, colourful disguises,
I'll have only the vegetables, you can have the dessert
Sweet, is not it?
Enjoy, and then deploy
Ready to pay?
You pay with your soul, they will take it all away

From Judas kiss, to Swiss, Gibraltar, and then the endless abyss,
Holiday, selfies on the beach, on the mall,
You lost it all, but you choosed this,
Unless you are one of those on the ranks,
Say thanks, be grateful to all your heroes, on the ranks,
Enjoy all your zeros, on the banks

Cheers, enjoy while you can
Fly, on a airplane,
It's all, just part of the plan,
You, are just part of the plan,
It's all, all that matters, the plan
Evacuation, your only light, the explosions in your nightsky,
Is also part of the plan, ready for a real tan?

Nowhere left to run,
It's time to face to gun
Is it still fun,
Now that you are the one,
Under the gun?

Melting, in the dead sun
Enjoy all, your automatic plastic habits,
After your happy hour, what about a nuclear shower?
Suddenly you find yourself,
Wrapped in your burning flag,
Alone, abandoned, by your nation, condemnation,
As the fire slowly consumes your flesh

Welcome, Year Zero
Nobody's hero
Two brand new suns, daughters and sons, of No One
In the sound of rusty bells,
The skulls dwell

In the middle of the ashes, the smoke, and the sweet stench,
In the air, for those who dare,
Earth's for rent