Besedila: The Nerve Agents. Bitter Seed.

Hater of men, oh, bitter seed that cip on your shoulder has got you locked in purgatory as dreary a fate, as that may be you hold it in your heart, to let go, and break free... let go! (x4) - #%#$% &!!@$ $*$%&&!!! Weigh your choices, but I don't need you, you see beauty surrounds me, and unlike you I see wonderful characters, strangers, friends, in the people around me.... let go! (x4) - you're a time bomb ticking, and you don't know why! - Fury's face...does not become you Arie's ways... are you untold in you unleash hearts...suffovating inside of you let down your guard to the beauty that is surrounding you!...go!