Under the sticky flesh

Blood flows falling rose petals

On the banks of my soul

Hand in hand they walk alone

In the mess hall but all alone

Another lost drone controller

Whos lost all control of life

All the things that used to feel good

Lost and afraid

Perforated was the tattoo

Animated was the statue

Chisseled polished and clean

Gat ready for action

Frontin not that man

No games in that pack man

He got the blicky off safety

For when the situation gets crazy

Karma karma we dont take me

Make no mistake lately no

Thats how the story goes

Two men down need another man dead

No one leaves now off with his head

No goin home til the body gone

You belong to me now go your unkonwn

So they say so they say