The Bitter Taste of Freedom Lyrics


We were enslaved

 Just at (the) moment of our birth

 Searching the way

 To break that world's bonds

 Trying to feel the truth of the freedom

 Bastards around [Can't you see?]

 Knocking them out [To be free]

 (They are) Fooling about [Like a lice]

 Freedom is crap [Or likewise]

 Boring are the days

 Of (the) forbiden son of society

 Seeking the phrase

 To describe the youngsters brutality

 How can we be born to follow that shit called "law"

 In this world every man intend to kill for money, for fame, for more!

 And we are trying to feel the truth of the freedom

 Bastards around [Can't you see?]

 Knocking them out [To be free]

 (They are) Fooling about [Like the lice]

 Freedom is crap [Or likewise]

 Bastards around [Can't you see?]

 Open your eyes [To be free]

 (They are) Fooling about [Like the lice]

 Freedom is trap!