Sick of all the bullshit   I wonder if we   Got enough to start our own army   Sick of all the spindle (?)   I wonder indeed   If Satan's sitter sends are we (?)      One day should we learn to pardon   Safe inside we'll be   With no more lost from all this talking   Of god damned misery      I will never be your slave   I can point my finger too   I won't ever say your name (?)   From any other point of view      Sick of being the puppet   I'm held up by strings   With one move to put me where they please   Sick of all the shamble   I wonder what would be   If one day we all should come unleashed      I will never be your slave   I can point my finger too   I won't ever say your name (?)   From any other point of view      I will never be your slave   I can pull the trigger too   I won't ever say your name (?)   From any other point of view      One day should we learn to pardon   Safe inside we'd be   With no more lost from all this talking   Of god damned misery      I will never be your slave   I can point my finger too   I won't ever say your name (?)   From any other point of view      I will never be your slave   I can pull the trigger too   I won't ever say your name (?)   From any other point of view      I won't ever be your slave