Abstract Prince Paroles

don't try to see me i am nothing that is real
imagination's void is the birthplace of my teachings
the backstreets of your mind are where i do my preachings

you're clinging to the bootstraps of humanity
you're winding through the backdoor of insanity
democracy is useless to your feeble mind
and communism grows but it can never find
a way to make you understand-and-and-and

i feed on humanity and more elastic blessings
i sleep under torches and under battle dressings
i don't believe in god his words are all in vain
his hands are made of rubber and his face is cellophane

from the beginning of time you told me that i'm wrong
then why for all these centuries have you played my song
you won't admit that you're addicted to what i say is right
you tell me that i'm senseless but still you have to fight
a way to make you understand-and-and-and

i order you to follow me you needn't fear no more
because you really love me
because my name is war