Burning The Masses Volatile Existence
As their motive sets in
Enter the ring
They became the marks and our motto's
Slowly
Implosive rage
Brought demise for everything
You're addicted
What once was shall not be
Put before the sun
For this hypocrisy
I see your pain
And now it seems no one, can free men and be done
Volatile Existence!
I think i've felt your fear
Still for the departed to actually see
At their dead bodies
