Vārdi: Lock Up. After Life In Purgatory.

This whole world's a homicide victim
No one cares for no one
Another spoke on the wheels of suffering
Punished for nothing

We lie, we cheat, we steal for what
For a knife in the back of trust
Crushed beneath the hands of slaughter
To a future without any hope

There are no saviors
There are no favors
After life in purgatory

Chained by our own hypocrisy
Submerged in hate and fear
As we dawn upon a new age
Expression is rage

Child's cry beckoning
Days of reckoning

No use accusing
The answers are not there
No use pretending
That it gets any better than this

This whole world's a homicide victim
No one cares for no one
Another spoke on the wheels of suffering
Punished for nothing

There are no saviors
There are no favors
After life in purgatory