Mothersound, What have they done to you? You're withering away in the cold
Mothersound, Once again the world's molested you And took your soul
I have done this for the sound, Have done this for the sake of you, The sake of me; And you can mark my fucking words: "We aren't a mock-supposed to be" We're here to rouse the rabble
Thanks to you, We get our ace fix From exposing what you are And what you've done You've poisoned the litter
No better time, than now To change what has been written; And what has been taught To those who would not have known Better
I have done this for the sound, Have done this for the sake of you, The sake of me; And you can mark my fucking words: "We aren't a mock-supposed to be" We're here to rouse the rabble
I have done this for the sound, Have done this for the sake of you, The sake of me; And you can mark my fucking words: "We aren't a mock-supposed to be" And we're here to rouse the rabble [x2]