Crawl and shake
Wide awake
As this begins to mold and shape
A blistered form, a wound agape
A petulant void, humanity's wake
This violent portrait of doomed escape

A vile, useless son of war
Humiliate then beg for more
Each breath means less than ones before
But nothing takes him
Nothing takes him

Find a way
To turn away
Become the day
His world goes grey
A blistered form, a wound agape
A petulant void, humanity's wake
This violent portrait of doomed escape

A vile, useless son of war
Humiliate then beg for more
Each breath means less than ones before
But nothing takes him
Nothing takes him