Trapped in a lost world of brutality  So weak are the ones that must rely on shock  To push this so called force that inspires their call    To be extreme so it seems is a mental crutch  To cover up for those that are completely out of touch  Say what you want, I know the truth when it comes to your kind    In time we'll see who lasts  In time you will disappear  Who are you to question my sincerity  For now you are high on yourself  Drowning in your dreams of misguided hope