Submissive Manifesto Songtext
von Leng Tch’e

Back on track, my AK′47 at hand
Hell yeah I'm packed and I kill on command
The idiocy of killing for Allah, oh my god
Confused and full of hate
I′ll take you to war
Waste everyone that criticizes my god
Liberate my radical ideas and you'll see My religion is not what it's cracked up to be
Just a few more years of screams and shouts to finally realize there′s no way out
On the verge of cleansing my reality I face my final enemy
Back on track, my AK′47 at hand
Hell yeah I'm packed and I kill on command
The new league of terror can′t be judged the idiocy of killing for god
What a stung