Drug pusher in an unmarked grave
One by one I watched you decay
Lifeless scum deserve no praise
Populace breathes uncertain fate
A lifeline corrupting the weak - malice, disease, hypocrisy for humanity
Manipulate tragedy, spread it like sickness, exit materiality
The mind that justifies this injustice is a sick mind
And a sick mind will suffer in my wicked city
Straight edge, you won't be saved
This cross is my solution for every severed fate
For society in decay, you won't be saved
I will refuse a mind suppressed, consumed by intoxication
For conglomerate greed, no need for sympathy
Stand with us or against us
The retching trauma of souls disfigured, demons tear away
Nothing remains but kindred shame