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