Текст Whitechapel – Strength Beyond Strength

There is nothing.
No education. No family life to open my arms to. You’d say
that my job is today, yet gone tomorrow. I’ll be broke in a gutter.
I know the opinion.

You’re working for perfect bodies, perfect minds and perfect neighbors.
But I’m helping to legalize dope on your pristine streets and I’m making a fortune.
You’re muscle and gall. Naive at best.
I’m bone, brain and cock. Deep down stronger than all.

A sad state of affairs. A crippled America. A pipe dream buttfucked. Immune. Stronger than all.

We’ve grown into a monster.
An arrogant, explosive motherfuck.
Hard as a rock. Shut like a lock. The president in submission.
He holds out his hand on your television and draws back a stump.
It’s too late for some. Far too late.

Hail kings. The new kings. Stronger than all.

A simple process to legalize. There would not be a choice but to take our side.
Be there no question of certain strengths. Know this intention. Forever stronger than all. Stronger than all.