- A smile worth one thousand words, painted on your plastic lips.
- A fragile heart of glass is now sitting at your fingertips.
- Clear as day you see it through.
- Is this liquid red… Or blue?

- Metal melting, mangled moldings, broken bones and bleeding brains.
- The pools of liquid, the acid rains.
- Clear as day you see it through.
- Is this liquid red… Or blue?

- Grasp the sound of silent nights to let us sleep so peacefully.
- Now with the masses we do stand, and we will take it forcefully.
- Clear as day you see it through.
- But can you see me… Like I see you?