Now we’re all going to battle
Frighten by all of this strange attacks
Tombs with our names in the soil
We are never coming back

Looking at all this carcass around me
My thoughts lead me to kill
Suffering from a psychopath syndrome
I only think on killing you and making you
Suffer!

A bullet in my head
It’s all it takes
Suicide, it’s my resource
To stop the pain
I prefer to kill my self
Then to fear and hate
Knowing that we are
Traitors to the state

Knowing that we don’t have pride
Praying to god but doesn’t hear
Take use from this hell
We only want to disappear

Knowing that we’re going to die
For a cause that doesn’t matter
Fighting for a traitor and lies
World domination is the cause

A bullet in my head
It’s all it takes
Suicide, it’s my resource
To stop the pain
I prefer to kill my self
Then to fear and to hate
Knowing that we are
Traitors to the state