Žodžiai dainai: Ministry. Animositisomina. Stolen.

Let truth be told
Until it's sold
Silence is golden
Too bad it's all been stolen
Stolen, stolen, stolen

Our defense is your defense
Your defense in some sense
Some senseless way unfolded
Folded 'cause it's all been stolen
Stolen, stolen, stolen

The gilded scale was burning
Just as your back was turning
Just as our trust was leaving
You'd have us all believing

These truths we hold
Self evident
Bought and sold
Not Why do we spend


The more you hunt the more I sing
Then quickly rewrite everything
Truth returns bloated, swollen
Then disappears it's been stolen
Stolen, stolen, stolen

The gilded scale was burning
Just as your back was turning
Just as our trust was leaving
You'd have us all believing

These truths we hold
Self evident
Bought and sold
Not Why do we spend

It's all been stolen
It's all been stolen
It's all been stolen