Woorden: Front Line Assembly. Gashed Senses & Crossfire. Antisocial.

Get up, do what you want
Before, before it's too late
Don't, don't worry yourself
Of others, I don't think

Kick down
To hell for more
Severe injections
A lethal dose

Kick down
To hell with poverty
Clench your fist
And shout at them all

It's just one lost cause
Clenched, clenched fisted shout
We're souls, souls in ignorance
Break, break all the windows

Shout deliverance
Break all the doors
Innocent victim

Do what you want
Clench your fists
Clench your fists
Clench your fists