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]