Lyrics:
Do you ever get the feeling that everything in America is completely fucked up?The choice you makeWill be your ownA pattern formsToo scarred to feelToo scared to followAnd so am IWisdom will cowerAnd so will IWords breed liesBeneath it allDeath in your veinsLife on your kneesThe rain will wash me awayAll structures collapseNothing covers my graveOnly destruction remains