Sitting in a dark cell In a dark cell Waiting for the doomsday For the doomsday Your body is just a Human resource The weak will be slaughtered Without remorse You are just the cannon fodder Served as the frightened prey Your life has an expiring date And your time And your time is over now Time is over now The Sun rays pretend the way But It's just a trap You Won't see the next day Only minutes left, no regretting And your worthless life, please, no praying Will come to an end, it's too late You won't see no tomorrow No chance for survival And you know you will die alone Die alone Seeing all the numbers All the numbers Scratched into the naked Naked torsos Opens up your eyes You are not the only Not the only one But you are running out of time The crowd gets into euphoria As the first screams shrill and release All the pent-up anger But your will for survival is stronger Stronger than ever Unite the numbers for a revolt of Revolt of the weak Every chapter of this journey Is filled with blood Security guards can't hold you Can't hold you back Freedom within reach Freedom for eternity Never again Never again slavery Destruction in pure form Controlled by the voice of motherfucking Fear and pain, illusion Of freedom bursts as the flesh eater appears With his legendary grim reaper Blood drains down as this bastard Kills half of the revolters and strikes them back Your hope is flying away with the wind