Symptoms of Survival

I rip my flesh to become a victim of control Each fallen sun is a testament to my destruction Fight to the death without a victor They order me to shed my humanity as I grip the cold steel They move with wicked intention To pollute our minds Sedate our senses Scarred by society Hell is constant in our surroundings We flip the coin and I become the enemy I will take your life or you take mine Blood strikes a chord in the symphony of war Symphony of war Domination in my veins Life must end for those I face I have no mercy left for you Symptoms of survival I will take your life or you take mine Symptoms of survival I will take your life or you take mine Symptoms of survival I will take your life or you take mine