Ways to Destroy One's Ambition - Vision Of Disorder

Level, Crumble

Level by the hatred

Can’t really explain our nature

Genocide was created

Blown into the backs of children

Pushing — miles away

Down

There’s no acceptance

There is no control

Breeding adolence

Come on I said it’s to me To me there is nothing

But total annihilation

Come to us Armageddon

Give us all what we deserve

I lack the provision

I lack the self control

I lack the way to be Will to grow old

I pull the shotgun close;

close to my chest

Grants me security in the N.Y.C.

mirth

Your eyes bleed

Level, Crumble