Teksty: Cold As Life. Declination Of Independence. Days Born Amongst Enemies.

We see these things crumble arounds us,
Now welcome the pain that eats us alive.
Pain, Hate, Sorrow, steppin stones for no tomorrow,
and no gates to our Souls so Fortified.
Everyday, Real World Reality, Most don't know just believe,
that Black and White is Black and White,
but the hands of Satan is between.
Now breed not to fight in Dayz Born Amongst Enemies.
Next led to the Gallows pole for a bullet in our traitor heads.
Revolution hope for the Hopeless,
Squeezin our throats poised to choke us