I came here to justify,
Such a thing would never cross your mind
Those scars that you wear,
Seem like they lie and they won't disappear
Once again you will cross that line,
Without reflection
Filthy and denied Information: Dead to the nation

B: Manic
L: Cynic
I: Auto
N: Matic

Whatever happened to your mindfucking system?
It's all so shattering, shattering to the core
Watch that halo grow,
On an everlasting lane
Such an animated pleasuredome,
Doomed to carry infected flames