Apocalyptic scenario
Out on every street
People storm the barricades
To make the makers bleed
Payback is a bitch and everybody tries to ride
No more shelter, no more cover
No place left to hide

What doesn't kill me makes me stronger!
And now my time has come
And I'm in charge to make you fall
We do not take it any longer!
And sticks and stones do break your bones
We make ya losin' all

Communication breakdown, nothing more to say
Malfunction in disorder when no law gets in the way
Alternate the future for (our) own benefit and needs
Counterstrike your politics
We bite the hand that feeds

What doesn't kill me

The decline of the civil rights
No issues to regain
Policiy of ecstasy to amplify the pain
Freedom means illusions for the masses to believe
Pretends to leave a choice for everybody to achieve

What doesn't kill me