The only way to compensate for weakness and death
Is to deal the final blow to somebody else
Be on the right side of the barrel
Be the only one left

You've gone too far but there's no turning back
You aim too low and your heart starts to crack

How do you sleep at night?
Do you face away in the act
You suffocate yourself just to stay alive

Like a knife in the back it is coming
Like a knife in the back
Despite your dreams it is kill or be killed
The circle of violence furfilled

Extinction is upon you its kill or be killed
Mercy is a dream, that's unfurfilled
The prize for life is trauma
You know that pain leads the way

You win another day to waste
But you'll become insane from the choices you made

How do you sleep at night?
Do you face away in the act
You suffocate yourself just to stay alive

Like a knife in the back it is coming
Like a knife in the back
Despite your dreams it is kill or be killed
The circle of violence furfilled