whooooaa the gun and the tongue do the job just the same whooooaa and under the knife you will cry my name impale the reaper prevails and drags you from a cursed earth erased easily replaced another suicidal gear dream death suicide nation blood in the gears suicide scream the suicide machine rolls on blood in the gears to keep it strong come now sleep and bring me a man who will dream of my name now come leech and drain me the fuel to drive us all insane suicide futile rebellion suicide breaking your will suicide hatred turned inward suicide kill the machine our blood in the gears kill the machine