Birds are circling above They´ve come back to a waiting level Why don´t they fly away?
Surely they have gangs by now
There is no gun to shoot them down And still they stay For what they say
(Chorus) I´ll be killing them with lies I´ll be fighting for my life Killing them with thoughts They can never get enough Killing them all because we´re killing every single thing It´s a trained response
Birds are circling above They´ve come back to a waiting level Sold the game It bears my name I have worshiped some false Gods
And run to them like I have not thought to Cry my shame It burned a flame
Chorus
We are present to raise them to die (Repeat)
Somebody told me once Beat them ´til there´s nothing Get used to it Next thing the line is gone