Fighting for survival in this apocalyptic dust
Gas has filled my lungs, I have no one I can trust
No one
I've been living in fear, I've been digging my own grave
The plague knocks at your door
Dragging my sword through the sands of time
My vision's blurred, I close my eyes
Fight back
Fighting for survival, wounded knee, regurgitated
This is the world we live in and we've destroyed her. Mother nature, father-son. Now it's our turn to bleed.

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