Fury - Nasum

Reaching for the end, I wouldn’t hold my breath

Smothered thoughts, all alike, machine-like beings walk on by

…through smouldering remains…

Scorched by flames, from the burning cold

Mental ice-age, reality postponed

When all is said and done, what will be left of you?

All signs point towards regression

None show the width of their obsession

…the undeniable truth…

So weak, so forgotten and so forfeit

Without conscience and without faith

No beliefs to call your own, their origin remains unknown

No equality in present day

There’s been no progress made

You’re still here to produce and to consume

No equality in present state

There’s been no progress made

And we’re all still their slaves

Shocking truth, deliverer of pain

Better start to move, don’t just sit and drown in shame

…of not doing anything…

When the seas calm down

But only then will our fury finally sleep

Until then this whip will deal out its' lashes constantly

No equality in present day

There’s been no progress made

You’re still here to produce and to consume

No equality in present state

There’s been no progress made

And we’re all still their slaves

And we’re all still their slaves