It's always cold in here, sacrifice is clear No one seems to care that he's bound to a wheelchair The minutes, the minutes, the minutes last for days Collected wounds like broken strays
And when the smoke has cleared The bodies disappears Vanished into thin air Regret replaces fear We get the world we deserve
Children taught to kill for god While their parent's bodies slowly rot But the ones you wanna kill Might be the ones that kill us all In seconds, in seconds, in seconds, it all could change Blood is oil that makes the gears turn
