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R.S.A. (Radikal Satanic Army)

Laying down in a bed

the sheets are sweet and so filthy

what are we fucking supposed to do?

We fight, we die

Isolation, the only rule

We're your social cancer, a sleeping army

Craving for welfare, chasing idleness

We fight, we rise

25 years old, my only goal

This is our work code, no job at all

System leeches, cheap and hungry

Suck it from the inside

Lazy army

We'll make them fall, system collapse

We're the evil of the nations, satanic corruption

60 years old teen idle

Liver failure and blackened thoughts

Still craving for cash

we fight, we rise

System killers, a hitman's job

capitalist targets, laziness as a weapon

Leeching investment, refusing the game

we fight we rise

Radikal Satan

Kill, crush economy

spit chew their values

Legion of the cursed, the welfare pursuit

Economic zombies, moral corrupted shit

Anomie leads us, burns down your bridges

We fight, we rise