conditioned actions
concentrate it's over now
neon flashes in the head
disembodied/uninvolved
deprogrammes the tyranny of distance
faith & the bomb strike out
this frail fucking excess unresolved

one fleeting moment
harsh static override
blindly groping in the dark
for some fragment of the stain
& i am proof of the word made flesh
& i am the bringer of a brighter decay

it moves around
& strikes up the call
Transmission/Ignition
it's an act of war
moves around
strikes up the chord
Transmission/Ignition it's...

erased by the radio.

something to tolerate
forcing the instrument through
it slits the tendons, warm incision
scraping everything new
[ignites the fire]
grasps the flame within her hands
[ignites the fire]
i finally understand

it moves around
& strikes up the call
Transmission/Ignition
it's an act of war
moves around
strikes up the chord
Transmission/Ignition
Ignition it's...

erased from the radio
& the past is washed clean
15,000 voices scream
& they sing:

"we are trapped inside this lie
we are discarded by the mundane
we are a blank generation of hate
we are, we are
we are beaten but unbowed
we are a new release for the pain
we are a force emerging
we are, we are as one..."
& i am king.

it moves around
& strikes up the call
Transmission/Ignition
it's an act of war
moves around
strikes up the chord
Transmission/Ignition
Ignition it's...

erased by the radio
erased
& i am king...