Reichminister of Propaganda and Public Enlightenment: RedHair Shankz
If you think we are blue odds are it's a one sided arrangement
No warning signs Imagination transforms tonight. Revelation dies No blinding light Or angels black Descending from our minds We are our own demise
Inbred disease Common amongst the faces we all see The end is you and me Don't act suprised It mirrors all our hate and your lies We are what you despise