Victims of Whim
I saw you were standing while all around you lay in utter ruin
You defied our wisdom, and now your laughter resonates our tears
He was all we needed, for countless generations we were hooked
She seduced our reason, come in, we said, just take it, it's all yours
Well, I guess you could say we're done, now that we've had our fun
On to the next victims of whim and another mind game won
They were puppet masters who loved to watch us writhe around in pain
We lived for our birthright, that kingdom come that never, ever came
Well, sorry about that, folks, I guess we're just into jokes
Don't take it so bad, cut us some slack, we're not such a bad set of blokes
Víctimas del Capricho
Vi que estabas de pie mientras todo a tu alrededor yacía en ruinas totales
Desafiaste nuestra sabiduría, y ahora tu risa resuena en nuestras lágrimas
Él era todo lo que necesitábamos, durante incontables generaciones estábamos enganchados
Ella sedujo nuestra razón, ven, dijimos, solo tómalo, todo es tuyo
Bueno, supongo que podríamos decir que hemos terminado, ahora que nos hemos divertido
Pasamos a las próximas víctimas del capricho y otro juego mental ganado
Ellos eran maestros titiriteros que amaban vernos retorcernos de dolor
Vivíamos por nuestro derecho de nacimiento, ese reino prometido que nunca, nunca llegó
Bueno, disculpen por eso, amigos, supongo que solo nos gustan las bromas
No lo tomen tan mal, déjennos un respiro, no somos tan malos tipos