Born into a field of flowers, to slowly wilt away Sheltered by wings, delicately smothered by blindness Ridden by the clawed hoofs of tyrants Released
drifts You die, then we hail (to our relief) New age dawns Sickness; won't understand, Face all wrath Grace falls Burning fist Volcano shaking no turning
Scornful, relentless memory Ripped of all but drive Undressed by betrayal Zero tolerance for the souldead Wish I was the violence, inflicted upon you
Mourning the decay Bitter ungodly enemy cast into heavy woe Out of the maze, with clearsight - at the brink of one's abyss Left in the corner of the
Do we need another bastard nation... another force-fed disgust aiming at us clinically Do we need another bastard nation... Like an insect-swarm of a
Crawling down the road of life another hopeless epoch Gruesome soul numbness People stare, do they known a firm fist of misery I am suffering the tyrants
Who made deceit the ultimate award? Who told you, you're not poisoned? I see the venom in your eyes I see the snake coiling inside you You can't betray
Past tense icons locked up in cages A disgrace to us, (and) a vital sign of (impending) doom Upheld by insane aggression No tender repentance, (just)
