Master of Stupidity Songtext
von Disease of the Nation

Here he comes
The warrior of a superior race
An apple instead of his brains
A shaved head and an empty look
on his face

You try to justify your acts
with ridiculous conspiracies
And still you don′t understand
a thing about history
Believing in some man's angst
and insanity
You really are a master of stupidity


You consider yourself as a man when
you fight against the weak
Assault the people who can′t defend,
you think are're the white reaper
You fear everything different
and turn it into hate
You are just a little boy
who is insecure and afraid

Nothing justifies your actions
and greed to be a king
We are all equal

All hail stupidity
All hail simplicity

You will never succeed
You will never win
You will never succeed
You will never win