Tekster: Godhead. Break.

I'm trapped inside the world you sell.
A product in your plastic, perfect Hell.

Compressed beside your head,
Just wishing I was dead.

Break my mind- break my will- break my soul.
I crumble as I watch you take control.

Sell me on all the points you make.
Take from me all the bones you break.

Forever in your pain.

Break my mind- break my will- break my soul.
I crumble as I watch you take control.

Give me the life I can't endure.
Your world is anything but pure.

Forever my torture.

Break my mind- break my will- break my soul.
My will to live has fallen down your hole.
Break my mind- break my will- break my soul.
I crumble as I watch you take control.