Submission

Something came over me that night
It stalked in white moonlight
And it moved in for the kill
I′m under its power still
I wince through electrolysis
The lights are in my face
I cry and arch my back
Something breaks and I fall through the crack
This insurgent life is verging on the sadomasochistic
And the mystic in me mistook it for freedom
My enemies don’t need me, but I need them
Yeah, I fight
I scream and throw a fit
But in the end, I′m sunk
I’m certain to submit
Like a bitch
Like an old-fashioned punk
We’re fucked
It′s a relief to say
We′ll see no victory day
Let’s see how much I can take
Keep going a little more, I can take a little more
I′ll take it, take it, take it
The souls of the defeated
Slip out through the bars that cage us
And the ageless thing in me is never broken
Yeah, the fugitive is free
The wound is open