Lyrics:

'We can't take prisoners, you know that.'
Submissive by the deviants
Rejecting all their casualties
Atrocities of mankind
Executed to extinction
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
Your face, it cracks
You, you choke on it
The fossil shines, shines right through
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

Hiding in the anarchy
You try to please the antithesis
Your shattered with self remorse
For better days or for worse
'He may be the one.'
'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
No recognition
Take down
Take, take, take down the enemy
Burning skin that is not so real
Animate a conscious ideal
Dissolves into submission
Push the will of no recognition