I hate you
the pigs who turn the screws
I hate everything you stand for
I hate the world we've bred
political pigs we've fed
our fathers left us nothing but a dead world
Beyond repair down in despair
our fathers left us nothing
Choking on the influx of technology I realize the politics of ecstasy
And we can't change what's in stone
We've been had
Injustice to the masses
destroy the land and crush the poor
The pigs are fueled by greed
political ways obscene
our fathers left corruption in this dead world
Beyond repair down is despair
our fathers left us nothing
Choking on the puke of their industry
regurgitated propaganda ministry
Freedom's never free, the politics of ecstasy are these
Freedom's never free, these are the politics of ecstasy

I hate you
the pigs who turn the screws
I hate everything you stand for
I hate the world we've bred
political pigs we've fed
our fathers left us nothing but a dead world
Beyond repair down in despair
our fathers left us nothing
Choking on the influx of technology I realize the politics of ecstasy
Freedom's never free, the politics of ecstasy are these
Freedom's never free, the politics of ecstasy are these

If you take a step back and you realize your home can't be a perfect world
There's still hope the hate you fell will fade, injustice is gone
Injustice is gone for a little while