Territorial Dispute – OUTRAGE

Standing in the sun at midday
Our potential energy
Your eyes roll to the sky with
My capability
Melt like persistent memory
Say this is your ground, eh？
I didn’t grow up yesterday, you know
You’re all out of hope, my friend

I’m like a wildfire
Locked in a strained embrace
You say that this is your day
Bullshit

Sharp sting of the Devil’s tail and
You’re gonna feel it soon
You’ll see the next life right away
Don’t stay on your side, see？
You’ll feel my outrage full force
It could be your final day
You know this ain’t no masquerade
Don’t claim this as your own

I’m like a wildfire
Locked in a strained embrace
You say that this is your day
Bullshit

What can I do？
What can I do？
Forced into this rivalry

What can I do？

I’m like a wildfire
Locked in a strained embrace
You say that this is your day
Bullshit

In critical disunity
You die
In critical disunity
In critical disunity