Survivors of a wasted land, fed with an unknown brand. soylent green tonight. Your dreams are fake and you're always waiting, just to get your soylent green tonight.
we a Bondage People tonight
You slows lose your understanding, no one knows what happens when. You die tonight. Your body's changing, nothing's wasted and you're slashed and hacked to, soylent green tonight. (M:Maile / Meyn, T:Meyn)