"We can't take prisoners, you know that."

Submissive by the deviants

Rejecting all their casualties

Atrocities of mankind

Executed to extinction

If you analyze that ship of fools

In the end you'll always lose

Your mental games are getting weak

They grow infected as you speak

Burning skin that is not so real

Animate a conscious ideal

Dissolves into submission

Push the will of no recognition

Your face, it cracks

You, you choke on it

The fossil shines, shines right through

Take, take, take down the enemy

If you analyze that ship of fools

In the end you'll always lose

Your mental games are getting weak

They grow infected as you speak

Hiding in the anarchy

You try to please the antithesis

Your shattered with self remorse

For better days or for worse

"He may be the one."

"If he'd kept on beating on and holding

Him down it'd be a different story"

Burning skin that is not so real

Animate a conscious ideal

Dissolves into submission

Push the will of no recognition

No recognition

Take down

Take, take, take down the enemy

Burning skin that is not so real

Animate a conscious ideal

Dissolves into submission

Push the will of no recognition