Idols are merely things of silver and gold
And shaped by human, unclean hands
These hands are on their way to break the silence
To reject their solace, I hope it ends
Tremble from fear, world, at the threat of your leaders
They lead with panic, they lead with fear
We tremble with you, as the ones to be blamed for
The one with the passion, who died for our lives down here
And we are the world's most hated
And we are the world's most hated
But dead to it, complete
Who are the real pushers and who are the victims?
What is guilt? Who doesn't care?
Already dead to this world but still in distress
We're struggling to save them, to get them out of nowhere
And we are the world's most hated
And we are the world's most hated
But dead to it, complete
Complete
And we are the world's most hated
But dead to it, complete
And we are the world's most hated
But dead to it, complete
And we are the world's most hated
But dead to it, complete
And we are the world's most hated
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