Si no fos per quatre fills de puta, egoistes, hipòcrites i mentiders, el món seria un autèntic paradís - Antagònics If it was not for a few sons of a bitch, egotists, hypocrites and liars, the world would be an authentic paradise - Antagònics
Has venut la teva ànima
per una espurna de poder
Ets l'instrument de l'engany
només saps mentir
Et cremaràs en un instant!
Sé que tu ets un home, home de palla
Has après a obeïr ordres
tens el cervell quasi buit
Ets l'instrument del dolor
només saps matar
Et rovellaràs fins a pudrir-te!
Sé que tu ets un home, home de metall
Has muntat aquest tinglado
per a tu i els teus amics
Ets l'instrument de la injustícia
només saps culpar
T'estriparàs en més de mil troços!
Sé que tu ets un home, home de paper
Has volgut treure suc al progrés
ignorant el ritme de la terra
Ets l'instrument de l'horror
només saps destruir
Et desfaràs fins a desintegrar-te!
Sé que tu ets un home, home de plàstic
No has pogut comprendre mai
que el món no és al teu servei
Ets l'instrument de l'orgull
només saps xusclar
Et faràs pols i el vent s'ho endurà!
Sé que tu ets un home, home de suro
STRAW MAN
You have sold your soul
for a spark of power
you are the instrument of deceit
you can just lie
you will burn in an instant!
I know that you are a straw man
You have learned to obey orders
your brain is almost empty
you are the instrument of pain
you can only kill
you will rust and rot
I know that you are metal man
You have set up this plot
for you and your friends
you are the instrument of injustice
you can just blame
you will tear to a thousand pieces
I know that you are a paper man
You have wanted to get the most out of progress
ignoring the rhythm of the earth
you are the instrument of horror
you can just destroy
you will waste away and disintegrate
I know that you are a plastic man
You have never been able to understand
that the world is not at your service
you are the instrument of pride
you can just suck
you will turn into dust and the wind will blow you away
I know that you are a cork man
