Switch off your self control Tear their world apart They've been spit on your face Then make a scar in their lives You better begin to put a bit of ink in these blanked pages Escape, refuse, and abominate the weakness of this dying race Don't let them force you to dig your very grave Take the ropes, the ropes that guide your fate The thickness of these walls is getting flatter, flatter, as more as you can thrash them Tearing their world apart, slaying once for all their dying heart Don't let them force you to dig your very grave Take the ropes, the ropes that guide your fate Put a bullet in the head of those who tried to make you worse Put a bullet in your head if you believe in their fuckin' words [Interlude] Don't let them force you to dig your very grave Take the ropes, the ropes that guide your fate Don't let them force you to dig your very grave Take the ropes, the ropes that guide your fate