Profane, insane and plain
your rubbish describes the source of pain
Curse aloud, do what's not allowed
snap and kill your wife, hope you're proud

Criminals cause certain deaths,
no consequences
only a year or two, yeah that'll do
no consequences

There is no justice anymore
What kind of country gives
joy for breaking the law

Morality has darkened in
this dumpster of riches and bails
Free the ones who are carrying guns
and forget about the details

In the nights someone may die,
no consequences
You can hear the screams of pain
and misery, no consequences

There is no justice anymore
What kind of country gives
joy for breaking the law

Cocaine and veins in flames
drug addicts convincing how it's safe
Crazed lunatic psychopats
breaking many childrens happy days

Criminals cause certain deaths,
no consequences
Only a year or two, yeah that'll do
no consequences

There is no justice anymore
What kind of country gives
joy for breaking the law

Where is the punishment for the crimes
And where is the payment for the
victims of your lies

No hope