Plate glass shatters in my head
Talk is cheap for what it's worth
For worthless right
Forget the truth it's out of sight
Thinking back behind the line
Doors that lock will end today

To the day before I died
Born with stitches in my eyes
My eyeless sight
Bastard sons go up in flame
Plugged into the full machine
Hostile, holy and diseased

Wasted human teeth
Let go of the crutch
This maze is made for rats

Built beneath the lies
Execute this drug warrant
Nobody's war, cold blooded war
Another mouth to shut
We never understand
No ending or a pause
The silence is the price
Wretched from the start
Boredom keeps the beat
Kerosene and speed
When vacancy's distressed
Distressed