Casus Belli I: Guilt's Mirror Songtext
von Sons of Seasons

Indoctrinate your stupidity
Your bone-dry book of rules
On someone else than me

Incarcerate free speech of mind
Gender equality
Marks you as dumb and blind

I′d rather poison
The air I breathe
Than risk the chances
For your defeat

Follow me, follow me
Bring your curse on me
Bury me, bury me
Bring your pain on me

I am Guilt's mirror

A circus full of clowns
Rotten brains, a bunch of dicks
Ruled by God or politics
Retarded intellects


Some barking extremists
Won′t change the life we choose
A test of tolerance
Face modern age's antagonist

I'd rather poison
The air I breathe
Than risk the chances
For your defeat

Follow me, follow me
Bring your curse on me
Bury me, bury me
Bring your pain on me

Your hate leaves me high and pure
I am Guilt′s mirror

Solo.

Follow me, follow me
Bring your curse on me
Bury me, bury me
Bring your pain on me

Your hate leaves me high and pure
I am Guilt′s mirror