I'm straight in line   Like a machine   Down numb's parade   Now I have to be... like you       Strictly deprived   Of will, liberty   I think about all the freedom of choice   In all this crap that we call democracy       Captive throught your bind   Engaged forced to "fight"       Chained by your sense   Why? Can't you see?   I have my life   My own war my moral dignity       And this ain't the right place for me, to be       Here I'm now so brave   A servant a maid   Blinded, castrate   Manhood outraged... like you       Deep I feel so abased   And I think all about the prank   That is gonna face the same       Free will, choice could find   Right soldiers for this "fight"       Chained by your sense   Why? Can't you see?   I have my life   My own war my moral dignity       Like you       Call me slacker call me scum   But don't love a gun... like you       Chained by your sense   Why? Can't you see?   I have my life   My own war my moral dignity       I don't wanna be... like you