"We can't take prisoners - you know that."
Rejecting all their casualties
If you analyze that ship of fools, In the end you'll always lose Your mental games are getting weak They grow infected as you speak.
Burning skin that is not so real Animate a conscious ideal Dissolves into submission Push the will of no recognition
Take, take, take down the enemy.
If you analyze that ship of fools, In the end you'll always lose Your mental games are getting weak They grow infected as you speak.
Your shattered with self remorse For better days or for worse.
"If he'd kept on beating on and holding him down it'd be a different story"
Burning skin that is not so real Animate a conscious ideal Dissolves into submission Push the will of no recognition
Burning skin that is not so real Animate a conscious ideal Dissolves into submission Push the will of no recognition More from Front Line Assembly