There Comes A Time In Everyones

Life Where They Dwell In Death

For Some Of Escape The Grip Is What They Seek

For Others, It's What They Seek



Deep In My Mind And Flowing Through Me

Is A Plague That Some Can't See

To Blame It On Your Musik Is Quite Absurd

When It's Brought On By Your Society



Infection Spreading Through My Mind

Turning My Brain To Pus

Confusion Comes So Easily

Infection Of Death I Can't Deny



To Kill Myself Would It Solve Anything

To Foght This Infection Is It Worth It To Me

The Confusion I Face Everyday May Be

Beyond Comprehention Because Of The Life You Lead



Condemn Us And Say It's Help

Torment For Our Good

Cut Our Freedoms Down

Protest With What You Differ



Challanged Against Everything In Which We Beleave

Trapped In Your Society Which Tries To Deceive

With An Infection Of Death Spreading Through Me

But One Day Our Power Will Rise Above Thee