Terminal Prospect - Of Fire

Ashes from society
No time to hesitate
Evil reality
Release my altered state

Slave to the government
They tell you what is right
This was an accident
I show you inner fire

Ash to ash
Dust to dust
Turn my flesh so Cold

It's hard to explain
My feelings are confused
Following all the rules
I decide what is good

Extremes make you ask
The knife through your life Oppressed by the system
Becomes my last fire

Ash to ash
Dust to dust
Turn my flesh so Cold

Extremes make you ask
I decide what is good
Dust from society
My feelings are so cold
Slave to the government
This was an accident
Fucked up by the system
This was an accident!
Fire

Ash to ash
Dust to dust
Turn my flesh so Cold& Cold