Outcast of the hunters Hunt them all down Burnt and wrecked shelters Of once called existence Lifeless and deceased Your thoughts sublive in pain The core is rotten from inside No life stands on the edge Through the corridors of thoughts, big empty spaces Through the circle till you rot, slime covered caves All the blood life you have spilled, pale white faces screaming Hostile presence all around, devoured by psycho war Equal breeding standards Give birth and die in chains Know what you're supposed to know k** your inner self Stomp your feelings to the ground Drain life out of them Use the sh** they give you Take the trip and die Through the corridors of thoughts, big empty spaces Through the circle till you rot, slime covered caves All the blood life you have spilled, pale white faces screaming Hostile presence all around, devoured by psycho war Straight lined forms of flesh Feared and conformed Enter the tunnel of deceit On your move turn back and die Through the corridors of thoughts, big empty spaces Through the circle till you rot, slime covered caves All the blood life you have spilled, pale white faces screaming Hostile presence all around, devoured by psycho war