Oh inquisition you're king
Did you ever go away?
Now you're the bank
You chip my skin and wash my brain
Abuse my faith so I'll believe all you tell me
Only the same goes for my so-called enemy
Oh my, oh my
And now the banks rule the lands
They've got the power and Europe's in their plans
Like Cyprus we're not free, manipulated slaves
To go war instead of trade
Oh my, oh my, oh my
Oh no, oh no
Now you've got what you want, the never ending war
To go where you want, you just use the word 'terror'
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh my, oh, oh my, oh, oh my, oh, oh
Open your eyes, open your eyes
Cos you're blind
Open your eyes, your eyes I'm saying
Yeah!
