Evol Intent piosenki

I've killed myself I've been born again, With razor fangs for these bitter men. I'm filled with rancor for my fate, I've clothed my soul in these rags of hate. As I fall down on these bloody knees, Perception shattered, now I see. Intoxicated in hindsight, I'm...

"I dont have to tell you things are bad. Everybody knows things are bad. The dollar buys a nickels worth; banks are going bust; shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter; punks are running wild in the street, but theres nobody anywhere who seems to know...