A great harm under; seeking violence

The perceiving threat of fear and pain

Sanitising the human flesh

Cities remaining will burst in flames

Don't think they'll limit mutilation

Or contain their distilling vision

About the only currency of the trade of human souls

Managing the machines gone mad

Nature stopped; done by our hands

Fading memories of defeat

If you hear the sirens you better wait out the WAR!

WAAAR!

Some send the message of our reason

We gladly give our rotting soul

To made-up casts of belligerence

Kill thyself, the Anti-Christ

[Guitar Solo]

Fed into the tomb; innate in-depth machinery

Acid tossed to channel their thoughts

And to give up them to our skulls

Lights are all that we got left

Slashing into the human thought

And it's guided by ill-direct

This how I wander into WAR!

Meeting our ends to sharpened lies

A poison will stop seeding fertile ground

Humiliation in our side

Pain as we all deform into

Swarming nascent WAR!

Living, breathing suicide!

Still we stare indifferently, ready for reality!