Lyrics Malicious Intent - Gorefest

Malicious Intent

Your future is at stake
From the womb into the grave
Reduced to a number
Not considered a great loss
Merely a statistic
What matters is the cost
Produced for battle
You will be slain
Highly trained cattle
What a price to pay
Do you feel alive?
Liberation from the free of mind
Replacing them with your own kind
Malicious intent
No right to speak and serving blind
Enslavement to the daily grind
(You spend your life in mental binds)
Malicious intent
Do you feel alive?
Your future is at stake
From the womb into the grave