Scored primed and packed geared up Rules are none move with the pack Chopped and spread lines reflect white Reasoning fades into the second day Searching
Seal your fate, seal your fate Seal your fate, seal your fate Souless, forgotten in time Deep hunger flows in the veins Of the anciant Seducing dreams
Lungs breathing foulness Anal intellect fills rooms Cigar smoke and the stench of cheap wine Smothers my children's innocence The blind and boiled misery
Branded, forced into exile Cinical routine, family union dissolved Accused, abandonment, dead beat Admonished, siblings, severed values detached Hear
being used, but never forgiven being pushed out, then pulled right back in how can I run, when you pull my strings self deception wrapped in the colors
Vulgar, parasite Endless quest for gain Obsession turns to disease Eats through to the bone We must, purify, where we dwell Sterilize Deliberate
born to the plague of fools intent on breaking all the rules terror crash against the skin mixing of blood flesh tempted against nature fear drips like
Welcome to my house of sadness Welcome to my house of sadness Surreal in ist week foundation Stillness moves through anciant walls Sun shines glinting
The silence grows loud Echoing through the halls Abandoned by our protectors No effort to serve, protect Heartless tunes beat Swirling behind badge and
Born in a city, no more than a wasteland Flash point, a struggle to the bitter end Productive life, serenity a god send Auxiliary, a second class citizen
Pushed into the Mounth of the Abyss A world that owes nothing Trapped in an emotionless empire Silent are endless parades Respect like smoke Lost in cyclones
What you waiting for Enemy at my door, what are you waiting for Demon preacher tracking me, I have no place to run Enemy in my mind, desperate and sublime
Driven to tears while being sucked dry Beaten down, exploited, left in bits No hint of self seeking, cold hard facts overlooked While the ritual of disgust
THEME SONG Bug Juice, it doesn't come in a jar. Bug Juice comes from who you are. It has the flavor of what you can become, Freedom, reachin' out
Cashing in exploit the misfortune Of some poor bastard that eats shit unwillingly Millions descend on morbid momentos Outpouring of grief means outpouring
Internet fraud information download Current techno scams electronic theft Hardware software available to all No federal guidelines for counterfeit ID'
Cruel gruesome images in the lost world Massacre of the masses unnoticed War orphans, sad daunting visions Left young and angry, viscious combination
Treachery with a smile, etched upon its face A face of red , but a heart of stone cold black Servants of two masters, the congregation splits Serving
