Welcome to the end of the world, little hero!
Are you tired of playing in the mud?
The son of a king is bleeding out in the gutter
And the rain can't wash away the scent of the blood!
It's just a game to us!
A target on the map, a glitch in the frame
We've forgotten our faces, so we'll erase your name!
Look at trunks, he's trembling in the shadows
Watching gohan go cold in the street!
Does it hurt to be human? To be fragile and small?
To feel the concrete beneath your retreating feet?
We don't feel the cold, we don't feel the shame
We just like the way you scream when we fan the flame!
Heavy bass) one arm gone
And the clock is spinning
You're losing a race you were never winning!
Die for nothing!
We are the monsters that your world created!
Pure white static, deeply hated! Go home
Little boy, your time is at its end
Your suffering is a symphony we'll play again!
A twisted requiem for a dying land
Everything turns to ash in our mechanical hands!
Tear the hope from his chest!
Lay the warrior to REST! No senzu beans
No magic flight just the cold reapers
In the middle of the night! does it burn
Gohan? To know you failed them all?
Eighteen is laughing
She likes the way you break seventeen is bored
There's nothing left to take! We'll level the city
We'll black out the sky just to see
The look of terror in a saiyan's eye!
We are the monsters that your world created!
Pure white static, deeply hated!
Go home, little boy
Your time is at its end your suffering is a symphony
We'll play again!
A twisted requiem for a dying land everything
Turns to ash in our mechanical hands!
Two left Now one run, trunks, run!
