Now you can feel it in the fog

No more lies going under neath

Your skin melts into part of me

Don't you know how it's gonna be

Can you stand all by yourself?

Have you got all that you want?

You wanna fight against the race

It's like gun point on your head

It's getting rough getting rough

All of your system hates pretending not

To be the one of your rude part of a

Soldier kind of a mind

Take two steps forward to the hell

Lose three way down by your side

Wake up your scream in the air

Listen up peach head

You see all flash rise up to the sky

Don't be afraid to fire on number 4

Stunned knocked down by a head ache

Locked on the sight by a dot.

Aim at revolution prophet not to hesitate

Kill the emotion back to devotion

Life is like piece of crap

Trapped in the mess of shit

You can't be in control

Mash up mash up heavy blow

Unconscious mechanical type B

With sickness and preventing fear

Right in you've come to this war

You see all flash rise up to the sky

Don't be afraid to fire on number 4

Down fall down fall better run and cover

You see all flash rise up to the sky

Don't be afraid to fire on number 4