Promoe: Once upon a time not long ago When people were still living in the northern zone They could still breathe and everybody wasn't dead Somebody recorded a song, this is what it said: After the first and the second world wars You'd think us Europeans couldn't take it no more But we built up and tore down the Berlin wall Only to build a new and improved around our crumbling Fort Europa This one was a bit tricky, not visible to the naked eye And if you was lucky You could slip through the cracks and the crevices tuckin Your life under your arm - this way some people snuck in Only to become second class citizens Not listed in the system, not existing in a sense Illegal immigrants - the word left a bitter scent This place is cold and evil, I should never went to Chorus: Fort Europa my so called Eutopia Where I can't find no culture Feel the walls getting closer And closer and closer. Right here in Fort Europa Where i cant find no culture Feel the walls getting Closer and closer and closer Supreme: Look, I guess you know bout how they dreamt of super powers Wanted to roll with the bad boys but got butt fucked in the showers Too scared to hold our own ground, can't beat 'em - join 'em, we down Stay with the winning team by means, bring another round And bottoms up while they drown Invitations at the door, members only - no hangarounds Inside the fortress of finance we appreciate the less fortunate's fine ass As long as she look high class And has no problem with swallowing for the almighty euro But you know we put her brothers out of business though Make sure they are not leaving that boat, but lose their hope Of a life inside the fort, send 'em back home and so forth Cause we got employment issues, we got kids of our own Trying to tear down the wall with chrome and black ink flow So keep 'em out all costs, this ain't the time to go soft We stand united or this soon will be lost inside Chorus C.o.s.M.I.C We try to live our lives in protected homes Don't worry bout no one and get your own The weak people is just a stepping stone On the road to the riches we are heading for Anybody come in our way we gun 'em away Whoever gut something to say better be runnin' away But I'll stay to see through the peepholes Cause people like that is all we know And of these lies and false promises That shit will come back with the god nemesis You whoever pick up this a hundred years from now Here is the last song before we all go down The revolution is a moment away The tensions in the air that is coming our way But powerful forces do their best To counteract so they'll suit the west Temperatures rising ain't no turning back At this point where the world is at Heading for a crossroad, which way to go? Heaven or hell? Only you can say you know bout... Chorus