Strong Lyrics

Let them be fools forever
Let them be cattle
Let them be the mass
Praying to saints and animals

Believing themselves martirs
Being the most faithful ones
With wings or horns
Still they are fools

To far... they are
Of the strong ones
To far... they are
Of what we are

The kingdom of slaves
Will call you someday
But you must deny
All their lies

Let them fall
In the abyss of ignorance
Superior we are
Strong we'll be

To far... they are
Of the strong ones
To far... they are
Of what we are