We are the ones, living up the day Every second passing by is our prey We are the ones, hidden in our shells Speking truth, we only care about ourselves We are the ones, army on the march Empty-hearted spreding fashion of the dark We are the ones only using mind Fear is key to comprehension of our kind Burn! We are the ones, laughing at your tears Laughing at your love, laughing at your dreams We are the ones, who calculate feelings Chance of use is what's connecting our beings We are the ones who never take a side There's no one "truth", for which we should be fighting We are the ones, yet preaching how to live Condescending no-ones with nothing left to give Burn!