الأغاني:
Corrosion

Your number's come up Too bad you're fucked In the wrong place At the wrong time Minding your own business You put up no resistance Now you lay bleeding

Every lyric you dissect What the fuck do you expect We're just a fucking band Aren't we generally correct? Rebellion's not the clothes you wear Or the

Certain leaders build their tools of death Saying it's all to keep the peace They're saying one thing doing another Both sides of the scales of power

Instrumental

Paralyzed alone and frightened Laying low so you won't be sighted City beast is out there prowling Something out there wishes you death Faint sounds in

Pray for power Pray for power Your main weapon is mistrust Molten minds poured int the mold Filthy hands burning sin to be sold God's word enforced and

By my looks, by me behavior Try to classify me, find a label You judge me as I judge you Won't live up to your stereotype Won't live up to your image

Looking for answers, laughed the hungry child Pushing your answers leave none desired Child worship Child worship, child worship The hungry child worships

No dreams, no dreams crushed No hope, no hope is false No expectations, no disappointment No reason to go on Brooding and suicidal Looking for a new