This is the volta Scuttle the ships, there's no return With our backs to the river I dream of it; am I a psycho? Watching you burn Nothing else feels this perfect to me
“Hands in the air”; salute or surrender? Close your eyes to open fire
We adapt, mutilate, replicate and survive Take your square from the arbiter of lives They look the same, the Right, Left, Rights But choose a side
The truth, the war; the rise, the fall The virus in our heads that infects us all Do you need it once more? Can you remember what it is we’re dying for? Fighting for?
Unchecked it grows inside Urges for sororicide Apostates alone lacerate distant skies Little soldier, little girl Who used to love this fucking world To love, to despise: such a fine line
We adapt, we mutate, replicate and divide The hardest strikes always land when hands are tied Both the same: the X, the Y Choose your side
The truth, the war; the rise, the fall The virus in our heads that infects us all Do you need it once more? Can you remember what it is we’re dying for? Fighting for?
The truth, the war
We adapt, we evolve, we destroy, we survive Outcome set long before we arrive Play the game: defect/comply But choose your side
The truth, the war; the rise, the fall The virus in our heads infects, manipulates our thoughts Once more: can we remember what it is we're dying for? Fighting for?