It's self immolation to protest division
The worlds burnt to shit and there's no point in living
Rapists and relics decide our positions
The mark of oppression is burnt to your system
Where will you go
All on your own?
You can't count on any madman
Where will you go?
I hope you know
They'll never love you like your own can
It's fatal attraction that bleeds us of action
They act like they care so you'll see them with passion
Who will you ask for a hand in the blackness
When all of your peers have been poisoned with sadness
Where will you go
All on your own?
You can't count on any madman
Where will you go?
I hope you know
They'll never love you like your own can