Your Victories Lord of the Lost

[Strophe 1]

We do not play the title role

We are no longer in control

We came from Eden (Eden)

Since the fall of man

We're bleeding, (Bleeding)

But we're believing (Leaving)

All our moves to god

Now the shit will hit the fan

[Chorus]

We do not want your victories

We don't need your surrender

We did not choose your victories

We pick return to sender

[Strophe 2]

The fire creeps from pole to pole

Evoke the dark deep pitch black hole

You set the needle (Needle)

To crusade against all evil (Evil)

But we're are equal (Equal)

In atomic sun

The second fall of man

[Chorus]