I cut your wings the moment you think that you cannot fly
Smother my habitat, foment the thoughts of my demise

Seems like we’ve met before - you may not know me but I know you
Pretence paradox - fault of purpose amputee

I your enemy or what?
I attack from inside
When [bad word] there are no principles, but I know where they lie
Keep your hands out of this, an untouchable progress has begun

Control cancer
Inside you, I watch your [bad word] Control cancer
Inside you, I make a strike

Decadent vision controls my life and the vision is your very self
Immortal life form nesting in a mortal shell
I am the excess you try to skim but you retake us the on the sly
For rejecting me you’re shaking your halo

The drill of reason - reaching your temple
Insecure and weak - you cut the tongue that digs my eyes

I your enemy or what?
I attack from inside

Control cancer
Inside you, I watch your [bad word] Control cancer
Inside you, I make a strike

We shall retake our existence