Filth that fills our minds is doctorate.
For we are the manifestation.
We cannot be tamed.
Your failed generation
For we are the manifestation
of your repressed sexuality
fear of dishonour, broken faith
We stand, unfazed
Of your repressed sexuality
We roam on the borders of promiscuity
You stand, unfazed
Different variants to your life
Roaming on the borders of promiscuity
Notice our triumph, humanity
Tell us it's wrong
We'll object
Notice our triumph, humanity
We cannot be tamed
We'll object
Filth that fills our minds is doctorate