All the faces, all the voices 
seem to fade in the crowd 
Neurotic minds realize the danger 
But the eternal ban and the spirit survived, 
Over the years like a thorn in the flesh! 
The importance of our new mission now is clear 
We will break banging necks all over we appear.

The fire in our eyes still burns 
Longer than this tasteless planet turns

Sarcasm and passion - we have our own forces 
Dictators predators - [bad word] our black hearts

The cold wind of death 
Makes you freeze to the bone 
The scary final breath 
Leaves only cuts in the stone 
Metal discharge 
All those years of torment 
In a society that I do hate

My refuge will be reality 
Release from Agony!

I don't fit into the [bad word] 
I ignore them all the time 
Breakin' [bad word] 
Gonna take my share 
Live my own life 
I don't care 
 [bad word] them - believe in yourself!