Front Line Assembly

"The killer drove an ingot into each of his own eyes, then cut off his head"


In their hearts and souls

The fear and desire

Just won't let go

Naive as it seems

We all want control

You're paralysed

When panic sets in

Quietly you drown

In your sleep


We once had a passion

It all seemed so right

So young and so eager

No end in sight

But now we are prisoners

In our own hearts

Nothing seems real

It's all torn apart

No-one knows

Where to draw he line

Accusations, a pledge

For resistance of mine

In power we trust

We can't get out

The time we spend fighting

The anger and hate

Hope for tomorrow

Is never too late

We all turn to dust

On heaven's command

Time moves by fast

No second chance