Back to Cruelty Songtext
von Marquis de Sade
Back to Cruelty Songtext
Heads of motionless men are bending
Over the receding ground
Useless hands are laid on knees
Would be so nice to shoot them down
Back to cruelty
Back to cruelty
For these fat men cut off from real life
By connected filters set in line
Tone down the keenness of their sight
To dull just like a blunted knife
Back to cruelty when starvation is staged
Back to cruelty to make up for their tedious lives
Beat them, hit them
Beat them, kick them!
Back to cruelty
Back to cruelty
Outsides a run of coded pictures
They try to sort out once again
But the truth slips out between their fingers
With the handling of these cards in vain
Back to cruelty
A word will never weep
Back to cuelty
A book will never bleed
Remember thoughts are a waste of time
That keep you from action and fight
Remember to think is to stare at oneself
Another way of staying deaf and blind
Back to cruelty
Get rid of cold white vision
Back to cruelty
They′re through with emotions
Hit them, kick them
Strike to make the fat men utter
Cries of hatred, cries of anger
Beat their flesh to shake them out
Of obscene sleep now let them shout
Back to cruelty
Back to cruelty, now!
Don't stay behind your window
Don′t kill your crawling shadow
That holds you to the floor
Back to cruelty
Back to cruelty
Back to cruelty
Over the receding ground
Useless hands are laid on knees
Would be so nice to shoot them down
Back to cruelty
Back to cruelty
For these fat men cut off from real life
By connected filters set in line
Tone down the keenness of their sight
To dull just like a blunted knife
Back to cruelty when starvation is staged
Back to cruelty to make up for their tedious lives
Beat them, hit them
Beat them, kick them!
Back to cruelty
Back to cruelty
Outsides a run of coded pictures
They try to sort out once again
But the truth slips out between their fingers
With the handling of these cards in vain
Back to cruelty
A word will never weep
Back to cuelty
A book will never bleed
Remember thoughts are a waste of time
That keep you from action and fight
Remember to think is to stare at oneself
Another way of staying deaf and blind
Back to cruelty
Get rid of cold white vision
Back to cruelty
They′re through with emotions
Hit them, kick them
Strike to make the fat men utter
Cries of hatred, cries of anger
Beat their flesh to shake them out
Of obscene sleep now let them shout
Back to cruelty
Back to cruelty, now!
Don't stay behind your window
Don′t kill your crawling shadow
That holds you to the floor
Back to cruelty
Back to cruelty
Back to cruelty
Writer(s): Philippe Pascal, Franck Darcel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com