Breathe the disease you call life. nFollow the gods that stand behind profits. nFeed the disease that controls your life.nWe march the roads that stole our souls and soak the blood spread on ruins.nBlood stained flags.nWe march the roads that stole our soulsnBlack painted streets.nWe march the roads that stole our soulsnHide the facts, create the fantasy.nIm on your every stain. nWe're giving stones to feed the blind.