My hand strikes you
We are your enemies
Once one, now more

The hands are crossing
Bodies turning
Skins are, glowing in your face


These pictures crawl in me
They're spotting everything


Once said, once done
Between the lines

You bring our closure
From our suffering, but suffer why?
Is it worth it?


Why is all this real?
Our souls are everything you steal

For better?
Or for your lies?


Why all these fears?
This world is soaking up our tears


Stomping down
You march your fleet
Over whom you claim your victory

With the blood all over
Our sins are getting stronger


Our hopes all go in vein
They'll never be the same


Concealed in time
Our hands are tied
We are the slaves

Of modern life
In spite of sickness
Our minds are endless - pointless


Deranged - I wanna change this place
So don't ever dare to look around

As disgrace, swallows down
As disgrace, swallows down
Each sold-out face


Far away from me
Far away from you


This means war