Rigid, ordered rows of spikes metal and cold
Extend across the fields
Creating perfection within grid formation
Frigid winds blow, exact a bitter toll
On those unfortunates condemned unto the steel fields of predation

Savage is the sentencing when destined to be pierced
For capital offenders this is punishment most fierce

Even a fearless man will weep and plead
At the calling of his name
No escape, the time has come
To plummet onto the plans

Justice, just a relic
In the new world forgotten
Reigning malignancy in splattered steel
The stench arises, rotten

Even a fearless man will weep and plead
At the calling of his name
No escape, the time has come
To plummet onto the plans

Savage is the sentencing when destined to be pierced
For capital offenders this is punishment most fierce
Justice, just a relic
In the new world forgotten
Reigning malignancy in splattered steel
The stench arises, rotten

Any will to be free is insurgency
Wretched destiny is impalement
Industrial wasteland is all you see
The poor lie diseased on the pavement