The Termination Proclamation

Eyes that you'll never see
A life chosen not to be fulfilled
Fate does not choose a life
Before the hand of man
As the ants march you to your grave

Welcome to this violent station
The termination proclamation
All the winter hen are killed
Prepare for death, forget will

The lines of right and wrong
Are blurred in the name of freedom
As those who cannot speak
Assume their positions and die
Feel the hook pulled by the system slave

Welcome to this violent station
The termination proclamation
All the winter hen are killed
Prepare for death, forget will

Forget will

Dead eyes can never see
The beauty of disorder
As the army ants march you to your grave

Welcome to this violent station
The termination proclamation
All the winter hen are killed
Prepare for death, forget will