Off in the black to the wonderingWhere the bloodshed is a way of lifeFeels like a sin when you just beginYou understood the writing on the wallPush so hard for it all to make senseUntil the day comes for your turn to dieBut who’s to say who’s to blame if you winYou understood the message on the wallThrown to the lionsOutcastExiled into nothingness will your future lastThe bastard knowsThe words on the wallThe days are a blur when you’ve no concernFor the picture in your pastNow for your turn ready for the burnDo you really want it to lastPlastic families out in the shitVacationing out in the crimeKicking your ass can you mask all the gasThat you breathe out only when you whineThrown to the lionsOutcastExiled into nothingness will your future lastClutching, fisted to the endHas to make you the more of a manJustify, crucify, count to tenThe recruits in the suits think you canThe bastard knowsThe words on the wallStanding (so) tall as the rest of them crawlFrom the wall of the spray painted wordTell them the tale of the man who prevailedReady for this turn to burnOnce again count to ten if you winIf you’re down turn around what’s the wordThrown to the lionsOutcastExiled into nothingness will your future lastThe bastard knowsThe bastard knows the words on the wall