It`s not a disease
A weapon of war
It`s not a disease
Let`s even the score
This game`s a race
A race to the death
This game`s a race
There`ll be nothing left
Victim of the future
Just a victim of the past
Victim of the future
Do you think you`ll last
It`s just a game
A ticket to fame
Who`ll know your name
Who will fight
Who will pay the price
Who will die
Aggrandize their strenght
Focalize on their might
Mobilize troops of race
A war in the street formalized
Weapons support wasteful efforts
Deceptions appear in their eyes
The battles of youthful expressions
Countermine the surprise
The battle rages on
Professors of sinful exploits
Neighborhoods fall to shame
Graffiti the powerful voice
Desecrating the way
Violent crime investigators
Seldom follow any clues
No one wants to get insolved
Never wants to be abused
Forces chosen
Peace is frozen
Children corrupted
Equal justice
Silent persecution, no solution
Will they bleed
Bent on retribution, no conclusions
Will they bleed
Festive dementation, defamation
Will they bleed
Suggestive absolution, last conclusion
Will they bleed
In the tunnel of damnation
I wait for the subway to hell
Total relentless aggravation
No one will tell
Visions of death
Pass through your eye
The final journey
Of your life
No one knows where you`ll be found
Mindless people won`t be around
Lost with no destination
Bodies poisoned with sin
Seeing your lifes destruction
Destroying the flesh from within
Where are all my friends now
Acquaintences have come and gone
Past along the road of life
Familiar scenes and photographs
Stand tall
Forget
Stand tall
They`re dead
Life has had it`s up and down
In past they`d be around
There to lend a helping hand
Friends are often in demand
Enemies and friends just coexist
Jealousy puts me on their hate list
Magazins spells truth in my own words
Recreate the hell they all deserve
Reassured that they`ve all gone
Once I thought they`d be along
They live behind a platic mask
Such a self assuring task
Censored values, empty visions
No preditions, no decisions
Mother loser living at home
Never left the nest to unknown
Bewildered in the face of danger
Obesely structured fallen angel
Mommy dearest is his savior
Laughing at the newest stranger
Enemies and friens just coexist
Jealousy puts me on their hate list
Magazins spells truth in my own words
Recreate the hell they all deserve
Your antidote for sickness
Is the source of my cure
In a different form of course
With more pleasure
I am sure
They help me deal with the pain
To enhance the pleasure of this life I lead
An addiction or a crutch they are not
And them I do not need
Chorus:
But I desire them, I confess
In a strange sort of way
With no remorse, I may add
But worry not you need not pay
I`ll influence your decision not
Merely show you both sides
Of the invisible line
Where pain and pleasure collide
You need not tell me of their worthlessness
They`ve not hurt me I believe
More harmful to some than others
So if you are some reprieve
And though it, it sounds so easy
Distinguish between the two to
You may not, may not know till it`s too late
The choice is, the choice is up to you
Chorus:
You see I have painfully learned
To infringe my beliefs on no one
I have seen first hand
The damage they have done
I`ve witnessed for myself
The hands which they have dealt
The blankness in ones eyes
As their brains begin to melt
And as they plead for your assistance
In their moments of confusion
You stand helpless but say
This is only an illusion
The choice is, the choice is up to you
The choice is, the choice is up to you
The choice is, the choice is up to you
The choice which you may lose
Kill your father
Kill your friend
Kill your neighbor
When will it end
Join the army, navy
Airforce, marines
Follow the battalion
Suicidal dreams
A vicious circle
Of death, sin and pain
History repeats
Again and again
Walk through the darkness
Everyone`s asleep
Daytime`s their world
Nighttime`s defeat
Just a policeman
A figure well known
Product of society
Where did he go wrong
Chorus:
Just kill the dealer
Is this right or wrong
Is there no justice
The man with gun
Chorus
We think we`re men of steel
We`re angry and we`re fueled
Commanding, they retreat
Prisoners of the war
Captured fallen peace
Will they find the door
On your knees soldier
Die for peace soldier
Aggrassive
Upperhand
Marching through the sand
Will they take command
Countless causualties
Blood and gore to see
Censored for the week
Dumping oil at sea
New victims of the war
Dying gracefully
Recessions marches near
The checks have all been void
The classes are all clear
We think we`re men of steel
We`re angry and we`re fueled
Commanding, they retreat
Prisoners of the war
Captured fallen peace
Will they find the door
Ripped, ripped apart
torn, torn to shreds
Reformation is terror
Re-arrange the exterior
Exuviae the body
When will we begin
Searching for the unholy cure
This is the deadly disease
Injecting fluid
That take away life
We hold the scalpel
They hold the knife
Brought back into the world
In a different shape or form
Put ourselves in the scientists hands
Do you think they really understand
Reformation
Regeneration
Reconstruction
Everlasting defeat
I have decided this
It`s in my hands
I will discover
Another world
We`re almighty
Creators of sin
We mold the world in our own way
We`ll soon begin
The experiment has failed
We`ll try again
Will we discover
An alternative plan
Money from the genius mind
Who help create the master plan
Rulers underground beneath the surface
Slowly wakening
Futuristic weapons just created
For your suffering
Made in his own image
Just to see we did where we`d go wrong
Tempted from the fruits of life
An onward search for destiny
Callous people reach for power
Leadership and reasoning
Redeem deny
Redeem deny
Promises are glorified
The evil sins of deadly fiends
Money money changing hands
To buy the world of all demand
Alcohol infested lives
In the night they seem to fly
Never ending road to death
Neveer near the home stretch
Lack of guidance, sudden trust
Will they soon forget the loss
Everyone`s refuse to drive
Designit in charge of lives
Will they cross the final bridge
Will they parish in a ditch
Pull the plug, the right to drive a privalege
Stop the fools, don`t override decision
Pull the plug, the right to die your option
He`s the judge, allows this to continue
Best of all evils are never deprived
Consumed by the handfuls and ruining our lives
Violent cutback the system avoids
Protecting the children, from dangerous exploits
Buy a license from the state
Such a little price to pay
Drive them all to sudden death
Pull the plug and gain respect
