Lyrics:

Of weak intensity of sheer velocity
Silver boy gone but he left his heart

Happy to chain, leave all his things
Get right and heave it
May be taste a few

Disguise this all of you
Violence try to make me follow
I'm not a dog
But yes I will

Until my visions clear I'll not fight here
The last thing I need is time to feed

I give you shame and you hold my fame
Give right and pave it
Maybe come starve you

Disguise this all of you
Violence try to make me follow
I'm not a dog
But yes I will