You've Got the Rot

First, you were a handsome and worthy youth Then you grew up and became a guy, a super cool guy Always so eager to fight for truth You became a soldier and went to war, to war for money And now you're shooting And now you're killing Them for your Fake democracy And they're defending Their ground and hating You and your army Fighting for money What is your fee, is that a lot Isn't it true, you've got the rot How much you get, how much you got You're simply bought, you've got the rot What is your fee, is that a lot Isn't it true, you've got the rot How much you get, how much you got You're simply bought, you've got the rot First you conform to your ego shit Then you agree to your country's laws and fucking system When there's no coke you're struck by a fit When there's no pizza, no whores, no Mickey Mice you collapse And now you're shooting And now you're killing Them for your Fake democracy And they're defending Their ground and hating You and your army Fighting for money Now you're wounded in a vital spot Is it worth dying right now for the ideals you've got Do you feel like a hero or not Raping and killing and trusting your god The truth is nobody gives a f*ck about You and your enemies, all go to cemeteries Are you happy now, catching your breath Counting your money and facing your death Were you ready to die? You fucking tremble and bitch and say "Why?" This is your final sick piss You are the guilty, your ass you may kiss Where is the prize you have won? The shit that you did is the bullshit you've done You lose, stupid cocksucker Die, motherfucker 'Cause you were shooting And you were killing Them for your Fake democracy They're yet defending Their ground and hating You and your army Fighting for money Goddamn! You raped them Goddamn! You killed them Fucked them with Your democracy They're yet defending And will be hating All of you, fuckers You, coward cocksuckers You were sold out and bought F*ck yourself! 'Cause you've got the rot You know that was your fault Now you're shot down and growing cold Die! You were sold out and bought Die! F*ck yourself! 'Cause you've got the rot Die! You know that was your fault Die! Now you're shot down and growing cold You've got the rot Die, bastard