Из альбома: Words From The Exit Wound
Murderers! stoop up the cry.
Stoop much lower than thou.
Flush out militant vermin,
revenge won't stain (your) virginal gowns.
Ulterior exterior bucks your state, it's inferior.
Ulterior exterior - justice-minded from afar.
Counteract, tit-for-tat.
Your loyals taking scalps
are the mercy men hammering entitlements to your mast.
Ulterior exterior arms appeal with your name on.
Ulterior exterior - dictum-vying from afar.
White knuckles quash your simple human touch.
Revolution's children are but a madmen's larvae
...to be squashed!