Your memory confuses Past, present and future Their money poisons their dignity How many more are there like you? An acid jacket be your present Their attitude will be your judgement After that… You will receive your part The kiss of death Mass Illusion Blind bomb Surrendering to insanity Under death’s aim Who messes it up dies No strength to flee Turning into hysteria A flood of searing acid Burning like fire All done with diplomacy They control your life, Your mind and your soul A tear of shame Runs down your face The nightmare is before you You try not to believe You’re isolated like a leper They walk away and laugh After that… You will receive your part The kiss of death