Hate Is My Engine

What makes us get up early in the dawn
What drives us ti olod since the day we're born
What makes us believe in a world of lies
Here is my incentive when my tears run dry

Hate is my engine, anger is my fuel
Wrath is my ignition to fight against the rules
Rage is the motor, the fury in my mind
The only actuation to stand the daily grind

What makes us a coward, what makes us brave
What makes us to masters, what makes us slaves
Why don't we oppose, why do we obey
There's no use in talking, stand up and raise the blades

Hate is my engine, anger is my fuel
Wrath is my ignition to fight against the rules
Rage is the motor, the fury in my mind
The only actuation to stand the daily grind

Looking for a deeper sense in life
A power unit for your mental drive
You struggle for misunderstood ideals
But finally when the truth reveals

All you'll find is lies, deceit and treason
There is neither rhyme nor there is reason

Whishes and desires will collapse
Wake up from sweet dreams and face the facts
Abandoning your trust and your belief
Nothing more remaining to achieve

Disappointment burns like gasoline
It is high octane fuel for the disengaging of your raging
hate machine

Hate is my engine, anger is my fuel
Wrath is my ignition to fight against the rules
Rage is the motor, the fury in my mind
The only actuation to stand the daily grind
Hate is my engine, it's always on my mind
It's motivation to stand the daily grind