| On your bended knees, you look so sweet | |
| It's time to pray again | |
| By the light of my 10" TV, it's time to pray again | |
| When it hurts and tears come, I'd like to taste them | |
| Salted sadness rolls from a heart that begs for what can never be given | |
| Now it's time to pray again | |
| Now it's time to pray | |
| Do your knees hurt yet? | |
| Like the rest, you think you can touch me inside? Ha ha ha ha ha! | |
| How does your mother pray? How does your sister pray? | |
| I will tell you all the words to say... | |
| Believe in nothing | |
| Jump through walls, the working class | |
| Smash their futures, get them out of my class | |
| Send them up, crucifix, a model to redenelix | |
| And cancer above our sky | |
| Death of love three times a night | |
| Tears from us start running down cheeks without compassion | |
| We've all been called beautiful | |
| Beautiful lies | |
| Open your eyes | |
| Lugatracks buy, sell and destroy | |
| Wrecking peoples' lives like children's toys | |
| Conorended violation, that makes up our generation | |
| Watching the movie every day | |
| Don't believe a word they say | |
| Sadly like a vulture's free | |
| Cannonballs of our tortury | |
| We've all been called beautiful | |
| Beautiful lies | |
| Open your eyes | |
| A little cleaner every day | |
| Trust a friend and then betray | |
| Not stand your high and cultures' dictates | |
| And for their wreckings every fucking day | |
| We've all been called beautiful | |
| Beautiful lies | |
| Open your eyes | |
| Lies! |