Слова:
Front Line Assembly Gashed Senses Crossfire

Big money, big guns Yet, as the threat of war is ever more remote What's the moral challenge of our day? What, what's the moral? Big money, big money

Back against the wall now Well, I don't need to stand for any of this shit Back against the wall now Back against the wall now Cancel the time Stop the

Sweet, sweet sensation Across my back I will be following you No retreat, turning back now At nighttime just to cross the trails Flood control on that

Inside illusions A breath of air A shadow falls But no one is there A great big sound No word is spoken Discount contempt Until the end Until the end

The time has come to make a stand No compromise in sight No more words, it's time to act The battle has begun The battle has begun I can't hold back