Morbid fascination instilled within our young Raised and weaned on cold steel, the damage it has brung Little plastic war toys always within reach Replicas
[Music and lyrics: Chris Lykins] The sun is down, the light go on A glass and concrete hell The beast aroused, begins to prowl Aware of every smell He
[Music: Chris Lykins] [Lyrics: David Lehman] Beer bong - suck it down Beer bong - don't do it wrong Beer bong - don't take too long or else you'll drown
At the age of 15 your life is defined, it's measured in ounces and grams The wisdom of ages is soon pushed away for a crystal that's purchased in drams
i pledge allegiance to the demise of this empire of delusion. and take with it your mind, murder and shackles of retribution. atrophy of the soul.
but you don't know Why you can't explain at all? Why you felt it? 'Cause you don't know No, you don't know Break the walls between building atrophy
, but you don't know, why you can't explain at all why you felt it, 'cause you don't know, no you don't know Break the walls between building atrophy
If only my words could capture my feelings So thoughtless and empty, so void of any real meaning It feels like I'm looking at life from the past Half
In their eyes of children is a world I wish could be Their definitions of this life derived so simply There's no one to hurt them and everything is fair
[Intro solo: Skowron] [Solo: Lykins] Sometime at an early age a strange call beckoned you It urged you on to selfishness and told you what to do It taught
Trapped in my mind, the answers you won't find Deep despair, what I feel, lost in time, what I'm feeling Emotions lost all meaning, can not help what
Our forefathers came with a vision and dream, to settle on this land They built a great nation with blood and sweat, to benifit all of man A path of destruction
Talk about humanity, what's wrong and what is right You take a human being and strip them of their life A tormented soul, trapped and left to decay In
Forced to deal with decisions you never thought come true Abandoned by the ones you've trusted, no one's there for you Internal maelstrom of confusion
[Music: James Gulotta] [Lyrics: Brian Zimmerman, Chris Lykins] Your life begins at 17, you enlist with Uncle Sam Trained for battle, prepared to die,
[Music: James Gulotta, Tim Kelly, Chris Lykins, Rick Skowron] [Lyrics: Brian Zimmerman] [Solo: Rick] Destruction is my goal Care for no one at all Death
[Music: James Gulotta, Chris Lykins] [Lyrics: Brian Zimmerman, Chris Lykins] Preacher tell me no lies Send me more money Or else I will die You go to