Hollow Syndicate - Naildown

Outdoors, infiltrating the inner side

Indoors, finding a place to hide

Control, they follow behind me

Collision, with unknown

Trail to subjection

I won’t tell them why

They won’t tell me why

They’re coming to take me away

Bright the light hits my face

I feel no fear, choking breath

Growing pulse of heart

That I never hear, never feel

Never seen, never been in such a

Hollow syndicate, below society

Willing to exterminate this place around me

No matter what, in the end you fail