Из альбома: Droid
Soon these walls will fall
And then the truth will unveil
Victory is all we need to sooth this dispair
Clear the blood from the fucking lens
So our nations view is clear
Rape the sons of blue collar homes
Their allegiance has a price
We fight
This is the end of dreams
We fight
We are the enemy
Lace your boots and shut your mouth
Your mission is to conquer
Heal to scorn with words of hope
And tails of revenge
We are the damned
Our decay grows on and on
We are the damned
Our decay grows on and on
Salt the graves
It's a goddamn masquerade
Salt the graves
It's another fucking blind crusade
Wipe the blood from the fucking lens
So our nations view is clear
Heal to scorn with words of hope
And tails of revenge
Where is the voice of compassion
Dead to all who gain from madness
Salt the graves
It's a goddamn masquerade
Salt the graves
It's another fucking blind crusade
We are the damned
Our decay grows on and on
We are the damned
Our decay grows on and on