Did you feel how the bullet took you   Did you feel how easily your life got shed   Did you feel how the system shot you   9mm through your fucking head      I love it and I hate it and I take it and I feed it   I slay it and fuck it and I suck it and leave it      The new dead nation   There's no illusion to chase   And each fucking time I get that shot in my face   The new dead nation      So you felt how the bullet got you   And you felt how your vivid dreams fell dead   And you felt how the system hit you   Filled your heart with fucking led      Well, I love it and I hate it and I take it and I feed it   I slay it and fuck it and I suck it and leave it      The new dead nation   There's no illusion to chase   And each fucking time I get that shot in my face   The new dead nation      I have the soul of a hologram (I have the tounge of a slave)   We are the preachers of today (nothing true to preach anyway)   For this life and for these lies (so suffer the extremeties)   Well, I'll kill it for lies... (and death dies)      Selfdestruction at hand - a way to live and shape your life   But the further it goes the more and more we stretch for the knife      The new dead nation   There's no illusion to chase   And each fucking time I get that shot in my face   The new dead nation