Lời bài hát: Premonitions Of War. Iliad (Hater's End).

A lush, a liar an imbecile playing god. All afraid to open the window. That the truth my fly in. you continue to eat shit off a silver platter. As they open their mouths that the lies may fly out. But the rock in your hand is heavy yet easily hurled. And its name is the end.