We're blind to what is hidden
We're blind to what is wrought
The disease from which they're ridden
They've forgotten what was taught
The fury and the anger
The hate and spitefulness
That spread from that one manger
Is proof out nonetheless
People want to follow
People, they are sheep
The lies they gladly swallow
Are proof of what you reap
It is so damn abrasive
It is such a disgrace
And they are so еvasive
Never showing thеir true face
People, they are sheep
People, they are rotten
Rotten, rotten to the core
Disease-ridden vermin
Rotten, rotten to the core