... So, tell me how does it feel to know no one is coming? No one is running when you hit the ground (You hit the ground) How does it...

... Everything so clear now It's written on your face In a world within a world I can smell the bridges burn Sharks ever circling They...

... Whoa, come along to the killing grounds It's execution day The grip of a thousand hands Squeeze the life from supremacy And after all...