Texty: Overkill. Wrecking Your Neck Live. Bastard Nation.

Twisted, torn and ripped, the balance goes away
Mine is but an active imagination
Tear the boundary down, no more line
Take a look inside the bastard that you find

Yelling, screamed and ripped, just to have a say
Yours is but an over exaggeration
Throw the civil down, kill your fear
Feel the need, to act on what you hear

Did they say we were hard?
Did they say we were separation?
Citizens of a bastard nation

Waste me for what I do, not for what I hate
Guilt become the prime motivation
Throw the civil down, kill his seed
Let's cut out the heart to see if it bleeds

Crippled, lame and trapped, the balance falls away
Move to total separation
Dissolve the boundary now, kill the line
You become the new bastard that you find

Did they say we were hard?
Did they say we were separation?
Citizens of a bastard nation

I'll walk away, if you do
And I'll stay, if you do
What you fear?
Fearing to be a man

Did they say we were hard?
Did they say we were separation?
Citizens of a bastard nation

Did they say we were hard?
Did they say we were separation?
Citizens of a bastard nation

Did they say we were hard?
Did they say we were separation?
Citizens of a bastard nation