Killing Fields

(Album: Hope And Hindrance - 2012)

Rage!

These streets are a battleground
With every second counting down to extinction
And this world will be cursing our name
'Till the final head will role
This place is a killing field
We won't get out alive, here's a picture
Of your perfect fucking world
So stand up!
A plagued race of tear-aways
Powerless
We stand and face wave after wave

Is this all that you wished for?
To be one with the herd?
Is this all that you dreamt of?
This is the end of the world

Cold shivers
Blood rivers
Smoke, mirrors
We won't get out alive

We won't get out alive
We'll never be the same
We won't get out alive
We'll never be the same again
We'll never be the same again

Time to find strength in numbers before this life will end!
We are the fuel to feed this fire
We'll find ourselves again
In this, our darkest hour, brothers in arms arise!
And all we need to live is right before our eyes