Outcast - Front Line Assembly

Abusive and reclusive

No self-motivation

A view so cruel

He’s nobody’s fool

Manipulated tension

Underneath the anger

Inverted and repulsive

Progression and rejection

On the fringe

The outcast grins

Spellbound motivation

Broken circles

He’s lost compassion for his life

That tempered angle

Changing sights

Lost inhibitions

One by one

He takes them down

Unconsciously they hit the ground

Amnesia sets in

A killer

On the binge

Strange voices

From within

When you sleep

He preys on you

Unconscious levels

Burn for you…

«And even though he was crazy, Go now!»