Music and lyrics - The Ritual

(War)
Keep printing bills, in greed we trust
Left the deceit to our sons
Rotten and crooked we follow undivided

(March)
Once again into a living hell
Since the begining we know it well
Leaving a path of sorrow and denial

And all that I care
The booze is still in my hands
Lets give birth to a ritual
The booze will belong to us all

(And)
Someone will laugh while you mourn
No one will care if you return
The will to be guilty, the need of testifying

(Done)
Dissidents of the chosen ones
A brand new breed of human drones
With holes in our souls and reading bedtime stories

And all that I care
The booze is still in my hands
Lets give birth to a ritual
The booze will belong to us all