All inhale the downward spiral Just aim and end another But think, as I rape your mother In the most desolate corner A bad case of the urban blues Another brick in the living shadow Hey, get in line for tragic Let us dance to the pistol magic Another

I'm an outcast on the path of rebound Everything is frail, I desolate, crush, and burn I have chosen darkness to be my guide War is in my heart, death is by my side War heart! With no remains of compassion or love War heart! Hate your fellow as yourself

You run away Desolate us Known so low Desolate all No love is lost You know we're weightless Under my wing

Tear the bastards apart We see them coming a mile away Gathered to kill on a desolate plain No fear in our minds Pure hate in our hearts Miscalculation of our strength their bane Take us lightly and we'll make you pay Pride left them defenseless