the country that i am, is lost tonightthe visions, the strucutres, the unions are solddelusion is a dense cold forest of intrestswhere freedom now just cannot unfoldthere’s salt in my eyes but i stil feel the same [x2]every step out of line becomes a marathonthrough solid walls of salt – karma walks on[chorus]yeah – karma walks onwe’re suffering losses – they coat bullets hot with teflonwe’re suffering losses – they run star wars, they run echelonwe’re suffering losses – they got traces run on everyonegot viral blasts, shot from tv – wartactics pressed to dvdsubsonic rounds and firewalls – espionage industrial[chorus]the blast missed none – erratic reconthe blast missed none – i see you butcher the pawnsthe blast missed none – touching horizonthe blast missed none – and karma walks onthe ambush is a commonplace where you embrace the barrel smilingand malice bares a caring facethere’s salt in my eyes but i stil feel the sameand every step is a marathonthere’s salt in my eyes but i stil feel thewe’re suffering losses – the temperance of hydro bombswe’re suffering losses – they pop canisters of seditionwe’re suffering losses – and the pointmen carry cold passiongot blasting caps that ricochet and killing zones that lead astraya full-blast, wipe out stategy for a militant economy[chorus]