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!