Killing
Birds are circling above
They've come back to a waiting level
Why don't they fly away?
Surely they have gangs by now
There is no gun to shoot them down
And still they stay
For what they say
[Coro]
I'll be killing them with lies
I'll be fighting for my life
Killing them with thoughts
They can never get enough
Killing them all because we're killing every single thing
It's a trained response
Birds are circling above
They've come back to a waiting level
Sold the game
It bears my name
I have worshiped some false Gods
And run to them like I have not thought to
Cry my shame
It burned a flame
Chorus
We are present to raise them to die [Ripetere]
Somebody told me once
Beat them 'til there's nothing
Get used to it
Next thing the line is gone
Are we going down? [Ripetere]
They've come back to a waiting level
Why don't they fly away?
Surely they have gangs by now
There is no gun to shoot them down
And still they stay
For what they say
[Coro]
I'll be killing them with lies
I'll be fighting for my life
Killing them with thoughts
They can never get enough
Killing them all because we're killing every single thing
It's a trained response
Birds are circling above
They've come back to a waiting level
Sold the game
It bears my name
I have worshiped some false Gods
And run to them like I have not thought to
Cry my shame
It burned a flame
Chorus
We are present to raise them to die [Ripetere]
Somebody told me once
Beat them 'til there's nothing
Get used to it
Next thing the line is gone
Are we going down? [Ripetere]