Forced, their horrid mind A life confined, a steep decline Torn, their life controlled Tattered brains before their sold Sink into the streets that are tainted with their fear Their stark facades, masks the horror show inside Fantasize, agonize, underground underground Forced into the circle, til the tears are raining down Cast aside circumvent the truth Bred for torture while the night reeks of soot Their tempered bones are the pleasures for their sights Broken and tired, broken and tired, broken and tired Until their soul drops Put the fangs around their throats Tear the muscles from which they spoke Put the fangs around their throats Tear the muscles from which they spoke Put the fangs around their throats Tear the muscles from which they spoke