The image of us, you will relive forever, burned like the sun It will be, etched forever, flowing pain Our ecstatic pain, like disease, consumed with ease!
Until victory, no more hypocrisy, Burning within, flowing free, through me!
Demonized!
[Solo: C. Illanes]
We'll stand alone, or we'll live the fever, no rejections Confirmation! Until victory, no more hypocrisy