on my skin in immoral
 The shackle of frailness confines one
 to crawl with one self

 A smell oo corrosion force
 Fully clashes within
 Sensorial conditions
 Human emmisions grow thin

 It's burned on your head
 It's burned on your skin
 It's burned on your eyes
 A barcode never lies

 A symbol of power
 As dark as the night
 No measure for intolerance
 We'll keep up the fight

 This structure of violence
 Now become silence of hurtful
 Beginning obsession we noe
 Learned our lesson, Despite

 A world of dominance
 Will now pervade
 Clouds cover the sun
 The light begins to fade

 This toilsome aggression is
 now getting harder to fight
 Solutions of leverage
 Internal conclusion is tight