Woorden: Vision Of Disorder. Element.

And to the brink I will rise
Rise!
You wanna be on top you'd better stay on top
Fight the wake keep your distance
Loss of everything beat your face in
Nine to five keep your distance
You, you keep away from me
You keep away from their ingenuity
Never gonna get what you want
Unless you stay dedicated
You ain't never gonna be the gleam
That keeps us all together
Strength from within
Regulate and Isolate
Break yourself make mistakes
Rearrange and learn from what you've done
Reinstate, Copulate loss of fate be yourself
To you want tell yourself you'll be what you want to be
Sometimes the violence gets to me
Makes me so sick I can't even see
I will prevail
Good times followed by the hard times
And the good shall return and this I do swear
Though my eyes I have seen your o.k.
Through suffocation, dedication I will rise
Through the heartbreak through the sorrow
Let it pass by till tomorrow
Yes the city breathes still you run
Harm yourself from yourself
Still we crawl on this wall
Faces pale afraid to fall
As we plummet as we plunder
We learn a lesson that lasts forever
No more compromise