Outcast of the hunters
Hunt them all down
Burnt and wrecked shelters
Of once called existence

Lifeless and deceased
Your thoughts sublive in pain
The core is rotten from inside
No life stands on the edge

Through the corridors of thoughts, big empty spaces
Through the circle till you rot, slime covered caves
All the blood life you have spilled, pale white faces screaming
Hostile presence all around, devoured by psycho war

Equal breeding standards
Give birth and die in chains
Know what you're supposed to know
Kill your inner self

Stomp your feelings to the ground
Drain life out of them
Use the shit they give you
Take the trip and die

Through the corridors of thoughts, big empty spaces
Through the circle till you rot, slime covered caves
All the blood life you have spilled, pale white faces screaming
Hostile presence all around, devoured by psycho war

Straight lined forms of flesh
Feared and conformed
Enter the tunnel of deceit
On your move turn back and die

Through the corridors of thoughts, big empty spaces
Through the circle till you rot, slime covered caves
All the blood life you have spilled, pale white faces screaming
Hostile presence all around, devoured by psycho war