Well now it seems more than silence has been broken
And I think I figured out the dying lie
Yes, the truth is that your dialect is half-true
Another conversation's died alone
This is something we created
Yes, the sufferment's abated
It doesn't have to be a prophecy
We could be both seeking destiny
It's fucking down to us and them
You can decide which side will win
But now's the time: are you the hunter or the fucking
HUNTED!?