Fall, spawns of malicious mantra seek The dogs are looking but they will not see The thoughts fall apart, the false elite The broken shells feed on the living yeast Jumping dark in the bones of me Resonate in the lower part best Doubled in elation, seek Looking but you are not free Rotten Eats of it's own A mins that's sick Feed the flood Compassionate War Born, contemplation War Born, the dog's peridition War Born, in complecation War Born, tri-adverserenade The thoughts of normaley Locked in the halls of victory The hands reach up Supporting the cup of conformity Fall, spawns of malicious mantra seek The dogs are looking, but they will not see The thoughts fall apart, the false elite The broken shells feed on the living yeast