Текст песни Wallachia - Gloria in Excelsis Ego

High on your throne of apathetic perfection
With a Matter's Degree in the an of provocation
The judge and jury, the grudge and fury
Still there's no blood on your hands
Light the fuse and spread the abuse
Keep yourself from a safe distance

You regard yourself as the equator of humanity
Can't do nothing wrong when doing nothing at all
Your cup runneth over with envy

The pride and prejudice, deep rooted cowardice
Your chants of disdain shall echo as silence
Come full circle with your animosity

Your joy in life depends on others' misery and
failures
Fall victim to your own cynical nature
The backfire of vanity
By ignorance you base defined your strength
Having no idols apart from yourself
Feeding an illusion
Living a delusion
The mirror reflects the enemy

Gloria in excelsis Ego
Curves reverse From the lack of response
You reap what you sow
Gloria in excelsis Ego
The bitterness is yours all alone
Dismissed and dethroned