Triddana - Men Of Clay Lyrics
You brought forth an army of clownsFit for the masses daftIt seems I'm always on the wrong side.Three of four words that you repeatIf you ask me that's rather dimIn this game I play the traitor.Wave the flag, take controlGobble up, then go for more.March on, men of clayAre you selves or slaves?Don't put strings on me'Cause I don't want to beA puppet from your legions of foolsI am breaking the rules!I spit at your wind of lies,It won't serve to change my mindYou preach, you shriek, you're weakYou hide it fine.Where were they in times of war?Are they proud they've missed the show?The past, a day agoLook, they just forgot.Don't put strings on me'Cause I don't want to beA puppet from your legions of foolsI am breaking the rules!Don't put strings on me'Cause I don't want to beA puppet from your legions of foolsI am breaking the rules!