Bataar The Futile Scene
Cells divide
To a futile scene
Anemic Angels and Dolls
The body will spasm with a twirling scream
All entity
Is lost
So whereas you
will fade
We will not lend ourselves
to manipulation
Instrumental shrapnel
The rain will never stop
FAME
is a given for some
I feel depraved for the cyanide in them
A reaction has undoubtly begun
Let the screamish volunteer
We'll remain unsung
Your phalanx will fall
Brace yourself
Blaze in death
Let's rewrite the story of our time
FAME,
a stroboscopic pursuit
What's lacking blood will only lead to dispute
Those with deficiensies cannot coexist
In spite of the lots of you
WE WILL PERSIST
Your phalanx will fall
Brace yourself
Blaze in death
Let's define the world before we die
Instrumental shrapnel, the rain will never stop
Instrumental shrapnel, the rain will never stop
Instrumental shrapnel, the rain will never stop
Instrumental shrapnel, the rain will never stop
Brace yourself
Blaze in death
Let's rewrite the story of our time
Brace yourself
Blaze in death
Let's define the world before we die
Before we die
Before we die
Before we die.......
