One voice, one world. It's time the masses are heard. Sever attacks, paralyzed flesh. . Faint chance, public unrest. Poison globe corps decay. No final message, pressure wave.
No future, no life. No sunshine, no rights. No possessions, no sight. No expression, final fight. . The anger I feel. Rips through my veins. This hate and delusion.
Fuel is running, fuel is coming. Fuel is running down my face. The line, the line, the line is drawn. . It won't be long. We have to be strong. Before they drop.
Rows and rows of crosses. Standing in the sand. Statues of the fallen. Watching over this land. . The tombs of unknown soldiers. Lay tilted in decay. Another year passes.