Pulling Out the Nails Songtext
von Misery Index

Falling fast through cracks in heaven, carnivores in search of meat
The prophets of the moral order lead their herds of silent sheep

Architects of social breeding propagate their promised faith
Fascist seed is firmly planted, loving hands now turn to rape
Armies of the middle class embed their youth with reason′s tools
What callous ill-begotten race could build a nation born of fools?

Pulling your nails, outward
Pulling your nails


Resurrect the age-old weapon, keep them drunk so no one thinks
Sciences of mass deception, global propaganda schemes
Liberate the dead among us, history's not preordained
Anarchistic undertakers overthrow their overlords

Black sheep soon all grow in number, congregations multiply
Shepherds of the dead world order watch their flock collapse and die

What does it take for a nation to believe
To die on its feet instead of living on its knees?
What will it take for a conscious working class
To put the greedy in their graves with their money up their ass?

The story of the year is the story of the day
The people never change they just look the other way
The world doesn′t wait for the bodies of the weak
The enemy is time, freedom's never free