electronic shock, a beating heart

rush it down into the ground

release the pressure of corroded side

all fall into this genocide

the crying sound, the crying sound

the cruddy sound for vision now

just fall away, just play this game

so insane for digital tension dementia

fiction friction, anarchy

call into so extreme

running to a cold place

it's a constraint

construct the evil

construct the evil

construct the evil

the crouching, the calling

of the fascist world

the world of skinheads

the world of fascist racist pigs

a sexist, a racists religion fight

the call, no government

it's all insight

get the fuck out of my face

i'll kill you in a second

the cross is your savior

it crawls into your head

latch on, latch on

to some feeling that was broken up

no car, no cares, no life, nothing

your face, you'll die in your disgraces

killing everything

in the name of democracy

you lay into some kind of machinery

to be is