A lesson in ruthlessness
Built to strange in the birth
Punishing criticism
Push it back into the dirt
Signs of insidious influence
In the spasms of its birth
You’ll sell your sorry soul
You question your worth
So suffer us now as conquerors
These are our terms
You will kill for the honor of our approval
Without you knowing what we did to you
Deep now, deep in the throes of its birth
Deep down, push it back into the dirt
Deep, deep it lies in faults within the earth
Deep down, push it back into the dirt
A lesson in ruthlessness
Built to strange in the birth
Punishing criticism
Push it back into the dirt
We will revel in conflict and death trip
Onward to ultimate truths
The unmistakable element. Deaths grip
Ruling all domains
