now you can feel it in the fog no more lies going under neath your skin melts into part of me don't you know how it's gonna be can you stand all by yourself? have you got all that you want? you wanna fight against the race it's like gun point on your head
it's getting rough getting rough all of your system hates pretending not to be the one of your rude part of a soldier kind of a mind take two steps forward to the hell lose three way down by your side wake up your scream in the air listen up peach head
you see all flash rise up to the sky don't be afraid to fire on number 4
stunned knocked down by a head ache locked on the sight by a dot.. aim at revolution prophet not to hesitate kill the emotion back to devotion life is like piece of crap trapped in the mess of shit you can't be in control
mash up mash up heavy blow unconscious mechanical type B with sickness and preventing fear right in you've come to this war
you see all flash rise up to the sky don't be afraid to fire on number 4
down fall down fall better run and cover
you see all flash rise up to the sky don't be afraid to fire on number 4
