Silent composure, serenity, philosophy of life Are killed by chaos brought by these mad servants of darkness Of this dead beat circus of freaks Vague to the lights and starving for blood Life disorders all that was so strong They are the orphans aborted by their doom Deformed by God's hands and left alone in gloom Dead beat circus Scaring each other they run from pain They're tortured victims Of this dead beat circus of freaks Yelling for help and ripping themselves Life is breaking all that was so long Contamination of innocent spirits Is this the only fate to belong to? Abomination and fatal way leave no fucking chances to survive in this gloom We are doomed to loose We've got to kill our opposite within