Songwriters: Wells, Wayne R;    Pitch slap, deep space, techno echo  And gate and filter the thoughts  Short break, electric scramble  Take what you thought was yours    Tribal Bible, punching metal  Black fills up every knot  Scratch up synthetic substance  Break up the fall    Grind 2 halt, slam it shut  Never stop, make the cut  Grind 2 halt, slam it shut  Never stop, make the cut    Carve confusion, bright illusion  Drive to burn up the road  Visions begin to glow  It starts to heavy the load    Still I'm liable, twist in my side  Black fills up every knot  Scratch up synthetic substance  Break up the fall    Grind 2 halt, slam it shut  Never stop, make the cut    Carve confusion, bright illusion  Drive to burn up the road  Visions begin to glow  It starts to heavy the load    Still I'm liable, twist in my side  Black fills up every knot  Scratch up synthetic substance  Break up the fall    Grind 2 halt, slam it shut  Never stop, make the cut  Grind 2 halt, slam it shut  Never stop, make the cut    these lyrics are submitted by OarSmaN