Would Be Stars

From open graves
You are feeling
Evil-smile gaudiness
They took
The unique chance
To come back on the scene

Have you remains of these
Carcasses of the eighties
In your head too?
Have you the same feelings too?
Everyone caters for these feces of past

I´d like to kill the wouldbe stars
I´d like to kill them
I´d like to kill the wouldbe stars
I´d like to kill them

Do you like it
To enjoy the heavy
T.V. disgust-cola?
It seems to be normal
But you can be sure
I´m sorry, it´s a cancer of mind

It´s a disease
Of the present time
It doesn´t matter, who is positive
We all must fight
Till the last breath
To break the trash forever

I´d like to kill the wouldbe stars
I´d like to kill them
I´d like to kill the wouldbe stars
I´d like to kill them

I´d like to kill the wouldbe stars
I´d like to kill them
I´d like to kill the wouldbe stars
I´d like to kill them