The verdict's spoken
No turning back, no better way
The [bad word] is broken
No listening ear for you or me
The victims taken
Within the havoc that we see
It's not the heartbeat
It's what goes on inside of here

I'd take you down
Down into tears
To see your own
Controlled disease

Caught in delusion
This mass confusion
Left, right, the [bad word] burns
Our lives they lie in flames
Caught in delusion
Cut-throat conclusions
Left, right, the splinters march
As we all burn in flames

life is broken
Nothing but black, no sight is found
The [bad word] is hopeless
No helping hand, no dying ground
narrow vision
Decide for us, deny the strife
The anger burning
No wish for this, this isn't life

Believe this
It could be you, it could be me
Believe this
Even [bad word] is sometimes a release
Believe this
It could be you, it could be me
Believe this
We cannot judge, we cannot see

Caught in delusion
This mass confusion
Left, right, the [bad word] burns
Our lives lie in the flames
Caught in delusion
Cut-throat conclusions
Left, right, the splinters march
As we all burn in flames

No one can save our souls from this
We persist to exit in this insanity
Time to resign, no peace in mind
But there is no clear exit
There's still no right for prescription medicide