Steel City Misery This is a mission statement, may you feel every word And spread transmissions of misery upon this world In birth and death, generations embrace All fate is the same, there is no saving grace We were meant to suffer until we take our last breath And I can't wait for death to bring me life again We have come to collect what was always ours To all who oppose us - fall the fuck in line Born in the grave is an understatement So reopen the scars and let my demons out to play