Lletres: Front Line Assembly. Tactical Neural Implant. Outcast.

Even though he was crazy, go now
Even though he was crazy, go now
Even though he was crazy, go now
Even though he was crazy, go now

Abusive and reclusive
No self-motivation
A view so cruel, he's nobody's fool
Manipulated tension underneath the anger

Inverted and repulsive, progression and rejection
On the fringe the outcast grins
Spellbound motivation
Broken circles, broken circles

The outcast grins [Incomprehensible]
Spellbound motivation

He's lost compassion for his life
That tempered angle
Changing sights
Lost inhibitions

One by one
He takes them down
Unconsciously they hit the ground
Amnesia sets in

A killer on the binge
Strange voices from within
When you sleep, he preys on you
Unconscious levels burn for you, burn for you

He's lost compassion for his life
That tempered angle
Changing sights
Lost inhibitions

One by one
He takes them down
Unconsciously they hit the ground
Amnesia sets in

And even though he was crazy, go now
And even though he was crazy, go now