Neatz Brigade Lyrics

All the strongholds have been vanquished
Warriors have turned to servants
What was once an inspiration
Now is more so out of anger

Icy skull, rusty claw
I leave you and yours

[Chorus]:
The picture that I wanted to see
Were paintings in the wrong museum
The difference between you and me
Is like making love in a mausoleum

Now the strongholds they are vanquished
By the cold arm of decision
But there's hope you won't surrender
To the brigade of repetition

Icy skull, rusty claw
I leave you and yours