Last Intoxication Of Senses by ABC Diabolo
See a nation falling down by wasting its time See the people running free through blood and its crime See the sun is hiding its light a whole life See them fighting results Where is the source to survive? Heads thrown back Open mouthed crying for more Elbowing their way through since they were born All their thoughts revolve round A thing between their legs Lack of style gives protection against brain-fags From our point there is a good Panoramic view of their planets performing - Don´t try to flee - We won´t give way until the show is over