This is your war, and you are,
one of them, one of them.

The dark figure's coming,
it's your shadow, your shadow.

Infiltrate us, we're afraid.
Cannot see, cannot see.

Fiction and friction,
you are the demons.
Feeding on the bleeding hearts
that once was green.
The colors you wear - out,
aren't yours to take.
Make us feel, make us feel.

Breeding, inbred, dead, inside,
take action, outside,
of our minds.

This is your war, and you are,
one of them, one of them.

The dark figure's coming,
it's your shadow, your shadow.

Infiltrate us, we're afraid.
and we cannot see;

The Iron men - The Whores
The Parasites - The Misanthrope