Army Ants

Bring on the absolute

A walk on the water

Can lead you to slaughter

No one will feel you

No one will hear you

Bring on the brave new world

Tied to condition

A slave to submission

All that I need

Is a way to deceive

The eyes of the end

I could rise once again

And still shine on

Crawl on your hands and knees

Blind from the vision,

The dawn of decision