Forge

Lyrics
"We can't take prisoners, you know that." Submissive by the deviants Rejecting all their casualties Atrocities of mankind Executed to extinction If you analyze that ship of fools In the end you'll always lose Your mental games are getting weak They grow infected as you speak Burning skin that is not so real Animate a conscious ideal Dissolves into submission Push the will of no recognition Your face, it cracks You, you choke on it The fossil shines, shines right through Take, take, take down the enemy If you analyze that ship of fools In the end you'll always lose Your mental games are getting weak They grow infected as you speak Hiding in the anarchy You try to please the antithesis Your shattered with self remorse For better days or for worse "He may be the one." "If he'd kept on beating on and holding Him down it'd be a different story" Burning skin that is not so real Animate a conscious ideal Dissolves into submission Push the will of no recognition No recognition Take down Take, take, take down the enemy Burning skin that is not so real Animate a conscious ideal Dissolves into submission Push the will of no recognition
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Credits
- Writers
- Bill Leeb
- Rhys Fulber