[VERSE 1]

A temperature rise before we reach the
Gate suggests more than what we bargained for:

The sleek, dark surface with eyes that glint in the
Night and curves that swerve with every
Shift in gear

An intense fever bawls and screams as it
Burns you up from the inside outside:
A head is a place where pleasure and pain collide

You see, murder can happen 'pon the steps of colonial
Residence without even a moment's hesitance
Fact is, not one somebody's even surprised
It's just another day's news

We only have ourselves to lose

The trials and tribulations
--What a tribulation--Goes
Further than the relation between man and man

You see, the territory is rough and the fear--What fear? It is
Clear what has to be done. No
Victories, no defeat, just a burning chalice of deceit


[REFRAIN]

No question of living can be answered by begging
Begin, I say, with the questions now emerging:
Why do you look upon me in this fashion?
Why do you stare without taking any action?

How can you throw a life in such a careless way?
What a whole heap of aberration waking up today

[VERSE 2]

Voices speak freely of the coming despair
That will lead to the destruction of the careless man
And leave nations impaired

According to the brothers, these hours are nearly upon us
Is it true what you say as you lick your
Tongue 'pon honey lust?

You
Accept the rancid dollar without concession, just
Need. Just because they no live ya don't
Mean you have to take everything for free

As
Day becomes night, so much of our space evaporates
From sight. In
This, your righteous place, resistance holds tight

[REFRAIN]