Lyrics:

Theres bound to be
Terrorism and schism
Thriving on in droves
Itll be pilfered, ripping
Ramshackle device rolling on

Through irrelevant walls

Its sad, its literal
Extortion of opinion
Its more political
So it goes right over my head

Whos the enemy?
Do one and one make three?
Thats the question
Its right directly underneath our nose

Landscapes overrun by tanks
Crash through the dead meat
Panic stricken naysayers
Got just what they paid for
And keep paying for

Its taken literal
The conquest for deception
Fear is subliminal
And it goes right into our heads

Whos the enemy? Whos the enemy?
Do one and one make three?
Thats the question
Its right directly underneath our nose
Right directly underneath our nose

Scapegoat, tattooed devils take to the sky
The perpetual myths will not die
Its not debatable
When fact yields phantom fiction
Its fucking pitiful
Thats drilled right into our heads

Does one and one make three?
Thats the question
I wonder?

Whos my enemy?
Whos my enemy?
Whos my enemy?
Who is the enemy? Walk through exits only
Whos my enemy?
Who is the enemy? Walk through exits only

Whos my enemy?
Whos my enemy?
Whos my enemy?
Whos my enemy?