Tekster: Paradise Lost. Believe In Nothing. Control.

Set you heart at a pace
No one could follow
Until it's right in the face
No one would swallow

We the subtle damned refuse to follow
And we are determined to control

So many hours in the day
In which you'll suffer
The savior you delegate
Just basks in power

We the subtle damned refuse to follow
And we are determined to control

You've lost it all
You breed contempt
With years to go, a wealth of debt
A simple retreat

We the subtle damned refuse to follow
And we are determined to control

We the subtle damned refuse to follow
And we are determined to control