the sun's a strange light nothing grows right anymore scars...
when they start falling executions will commence sides will not...
congratulations. stop. wish i could be there. stop. tell me...
fuck your fucked directives god i want a new invective...
number one in acquisitions now there is no foreign soil...
born into race and nation accept family and obligation i'm...
looking out for cars and mortality trying to find some...
when the bit pulls tight the grip is sewn into...
i want out i want a mutually assured destructive life...