Tucked underneath the anger
The skies are turning grey
A complex situation
Get worse with every day
With all opposing violence
These games become a thrill
And inbetween the silence
It's always shoot to kill
Oh there they go away
I'm not too proud to say
It's fast
We're lost for words
At last
They lie all alone
No father pleads for mercy
He's fucked inside his head
And they all call him crazy
He's come to raise the dead
Keep him in the light of day
I cannot think of what to say
With all opposing violence
All these games become a thrill
And inbetween the silence
It is always shoot to kill
Oh there they go away
I'm not too proud to say
It's fast
We're lost for words
At last
They lie all alone
Oh there they go away
I'm not too proud to say
It's fast
We're lost for words
At last
They lie all alone
