Tekster: Strike Anywhere. To Live In Discontent. Two Fuses.

No more coiling in the dusk of violence
We take while being taken by the price of silence
Our safety from fulfillment, the razor's touch
Calling your number but the lines are cut
Sabotaage at the start of the race
For every smile, on every dirty face

Two worlds at war
Two fuses for the buying
Two Worlds at war
Our consciousness is dying
Two worlds at war
You're the first and last to flash in my mind
Two worlds at war
I won't leave you behind

I won't leave you behind my friend,
So tear up the script and right a new end
Our working hands we cannot afford
Pax Americana from the killing floor
Did you bury your vision and join the roll call?
Woah..
From the shopping mall in the toxic sprawl
Where they keep young hearts in isolation

I'll leave in the commercial
I don't care what i've missed
These wire taps and satallite maps
Can't touch my right to exist

So "not in my name" but they buy us the same
Will they shut down our hearts in the pouring rain?
Don't tell us to die for the brand names of our dying days

Two worlds at war
Two fuses for the buying
Two Worlds at war
Our consciousness is dying
Two worlds at war
You're the first and last to flash in my mind
Two worlds at war
I won't leave you behind

Sing out from 'round the world tonight
From 'round the world tonight
So the struggle remains do we break from the line and run?
Captive and tense in the twilight cage the setting sun
Face to face no more, waiting to hear their call
for the bombs, the mines, the bullets and fists
Heres my name now, for the blacklist

I'll leave in the commercial
I don't care what i've missed
These wire taps and satallite maps
Can't touch my right to exist