Antimatter Paranova song lyrics

Will the hard or soft target be the one that they take

When the rites are going down?

Will this terrible silence be broken with agitated

Calls to hunt you down?

When the stage is set, the line is drawn

The curtains up, the lights are on

And you're on your own

When the fever's set, the crowd is hot,

The gloves are off, the knives are out

And you're on your own

Where the song has gone to grain

Here the faceless conjugate and breed