[three minutes of pure digital silence]
(Brutal Truth) Point down on me As if you seek Look to yourself Think for yourself For what's to be Will always be Why can't you see Life creates its
Humanity rising, life depriving Mankind decline Black humor falls in place Evolve in catalog, prey of progress Self evolution contribution Retribution
Ignorant in thought. Distorts your twisted values. Break your ancient chains. And part with the ways of the past. You don=B9t have the right. To force
(Brutal Truth) Slop earfuls of the moneymaker Grazed idiocy, words and paper If only you could understand Pushed to ofar Count the days Broken trust Count
[extra throat noise by Bill Yurkiewicz (EXIT-13) courtesy of Relapse Records] Idle and silent Idle and silent Idle and silent Burn alone From time to
reformation at hand our time to stand enslaved minds give birth to a new generation misconceptions are a thing of the past your generation the myth,
course of action follows reaction Instinct, greed, lust sublime? All motivating, all progressive Stand your ground But will you face the truth?
If life could bring about [Incomprehensible] Beyond those gray days Which way, pursue Utopia The punishment on our daydream nations Calling you, temptations
[Brutal Truth]
(Brutal Truth) Reformation at hand Our time to stand Misconceptions are a thing of the past Enslaved minds give birth to a new generation Your generation
Ignorance and prejudice Raping people?s minds Molded by environment Hatred of all kinds Never knowing tolerance Ignorant domain Never knowing freedom
of mankind Nevermore, no one cares who lives or dies Denial of existence Denial of existence Denial of existence Man Denial of this truth [Incomprehensible
Lick the walls of what you find Global thoughts, caustic signs It seemed to be life was free Commonsense, apathy? Push to fore, clear your mind Draw
Still not loud enough Still not fast enough Front, front life Front, front life Front, front life Front, front life Life, life in sedation No mental
if i could, i would knock you down kick your ass to the ground don't you like to play is there any other way if i could, i would find a way serve your
fisting money fills all who mind it fisting all find it circle one for the show you're bound to take its blow bloodlust, greed in progress blows over
You cut me down behind my back You turn back the fact Reaching your conclusions Your theories lack the facts You think you have the answers with not
