Made me weak, Struck her feet. Right into my balls, Got my knife, Took her life,Watched her as she crawled. Loved her so, Had to go. Down where she belongs. Straight ahead's the way we have to go.
Night is cold and black.
What is it that we are fighting for. Strike against the time. Is it true we live in '84. Gotta change the line. Pathes of the past are left behind.