[VERSE 1] A temperature rise before we reach the Gate suggests more than what we bargained for: The sleek, dark surface with eyes that glint in the Night and curves that swerve with every Shift in gear An intense fever bawls and screams as it Burns you up from the inside outside: A head is a place where pleasure and pain collide You see, murder can happen 'pon the steps of colonial Residence without even a moment's hesitance Fact is, not one somebody's even surprised It's just another day's news We only have ourselves to lose The trials and tribulations --What a tribulation--Goes Further than the relation between man and man You see, the territory is rough and the fear--What fear? It is Clear what has to be done. No Victories, no defeat, just a burning chalice of deceit [REFRAIN] No question of living can be answered by begging Begin, I say, with the questions now emerging: Why do you look upon me in this fashion? Why do you stare without taking any action? How can you throw a life in such a careless way? What a whole heap of aberration waking up today [VERSE 2] Voices speak freely of the coming despair That will lead to the destruction of the careless man And leave nations impaired According to the brothers, these hours are nearly upon us Is it true what you say as you lick your Tongue 'pon honey lust? You Accept the rancid dollar without concession, just Need. Just because they no live ya don't Mean you have to take everything for free As Day becomes night, so much of our space evaporates From sight. In This, your righteous place, resistance holds tight [REFRAIN]