The Ceremony (Cut to the Point) Songtext
von Structural

I′m coming closer
The knife in my hand as they're smiling
Emissary for your redemption
Determining for you what′s right

I irrigate you with the beverage
Intoxicate you as you cry
The blade shines upon your small body
In a blink of an eye

Over!
Now you are just like the flock
Regret is unattainable
Too young to obtain own decisions - taking them for you though
Wonder
The life you could have if the masses
Would really care for you
Suffering magical orders
Which you will do to someone new


It's your turn to take the decisions
The knife in your hand - pass it through
To the man in emissary costume
SO WHAT WILL YOU DO?

He irrigates him with the beverage
Intoxicates him as he cries
You grab the blade off of his body
A chain cut dry!

Why can't we make our own values?
Domineering order that′s full of disorder so what will you take?
WHAT WILL YOU TAKE?!

Try to forgive my imitation
Of this concept which hurts us all
Forcing us thoughts about creation
Knocking us to mind control

Barbarian culture of puppets
Deceived to commit such sick crimes
Trivially following prophets - to whom do you lie?


Over!
Now you are just like the flock
Regret is unattainable
Too young to obtain own decisions - taking them for you though
Wonder
The life you could have if the masses
Would really care for you
Suffering magical orders
Which you will do to someone new