…legal, in the cities you life. You all want your revenge, you play with sicknesses every day, from the cradle to grave, you beat them, its fun for you, you like your violent days.…

…nightmare ground I see all those empty cradles and wonder If man will ever change I, too, wish to be a decent man boy but all I am Is smoke and mirrors Still given everything, may I be deserving And there forever remains that change from G to Em…

…rotten your pre-apocalypse is All you bible-black fools living over nightmare ground I see all those empty cradles and wonder If man will ever change I, too, wish to be a decent manboy but all I am Is smoke and mirrors Still given everything, may I be deserving And there forever remains that change from G to Em…