The Hawk Killed The Punk

Ink stains his skin

The odor of death

Stinks on his breath

A needle that's all

Nothing of himself remains

The needle kills the punk

Sharpened to te point

A stud in his skin

His tongue is numb

The stud is in

Nothing of him remains

The stud kills the punk

Ringing in the ears

An anthem of fear

Of pain and of death

And there is nothing that's left

Nothing of himself remains

The trash kills the punk

The razor shaves his skin

The water boils his brain

His thoughts are dead

And his fear and his pain

Nothing of him remains

The hawk kills the punk

There is no you and there is no me

Cradle the arms of uniformity

Tell me what's the price that you would pay

To be free? to be free?

Sharpened to te point

A stud in his skin

His tongue is numb

The stud is in

Nothing of him remains

The stud kills the punk

Ringing in the ears

An anthem of fear

Of pain and of death

And there is nothing that's left

Nothing of himself remains

The trash kills the punk