What makes you the face of this delusion
What makes you tick
You think you control this emotion
You make me sick
Roll back the impact to all facts
And let them bleed
Counter-agents fill in the mistakes
Of faulting traits
Show me what is real
Teach me how to feel
Hiding what I am
Only to explode again
I think you better be on your way
This time as the blood is falling
Regret the grace of your company
Face down rest in the underground
I think you better be on your way
This time as the blood is falling
Regret the grace of your company
Face down rest in the underground
You open your eyes to see nothing
You follow the snitch
Retract the lies that are intact
We slaughter the facts
Regret the infect to perfect
Your social disease
Dummy down to fester the reasons
Of this killing machine
Show me what is real
Tell me what to feel
Hiding what I am
Face yourself and than see
I think you better be on your way
This time as the blood is falling
Regret the grace of your company
Face down rest in the underground
I think you better be on your way
This time as the blood is falling
Regret the grace of your company
Face down rest in the underground
I think you better be on your way
This time as the blood is falling
Regret the grace of your company
This time as the blood is falling
I think you better be on your way
This time as the blood is falling
Regret the grace of your company
Face down rest in the underground
I think you better be on your way
This time as the blood is falling
Regret the grace of your company
Face down rest in the underground