Letra da Música Brain Washing Machine de Executer

Scraping the pan of your childish mind
Religious leaders study and weave plans for your future
They make you wear eye patches as pack animals
Not to see the reality that is around you
Since they were children attending schools
You are separated by hooded leaders
Handpicked to be slaves
The assembly of imaginary ''gods''

Wear their uniforms, shave their beards
Serve your pulpit ''God''
If they don't give up they will have eternal freedom
If they don't escape the reward will be served
Resist the temptations of the flesh
Follow the laws of the holy books

Children in their splendid cradle
Weep tears of blood
The hearts cry silent night
Against all the power imposed on them
Follow your own nature
Do not listen the leaders
Unfold your knees to the improbable one
Get rid of the false cure

Wear their uniforms, shave their beards
Serve your pulpit ''God''
Brain washing machine
Connect your mind to the disease