Sedation Front Line Assembly

Sweet, sweet sensation
Across my back
I will be following you
No retreat
Turning back now

At night time
Just to cross the trails
Flood control
On that wall
Sealed between cracks

Hide, hide the violence
He returns the gun
Retreat within yourself
Retreat within yourself
Switch the station
Across my back

And we turn them back

He is coming back
Hiding with no one else
No chance to acquire
Retreat within yourself