Collateral Songtext
von Twelve Foot Ninja

The deal is fixed
The cards are cut
All of the heathens
They are drinking from the cup
This crooked game
Is not of luck
Digging down
To reach the top
Followers all scream for more until they′re drunk
And all god's children
Could give a fuck


The way of the beast
Is tragedy by design
Collateral waste
Will you drown in the noise you have made?
Surrounded by darkness
You won′t hide from the lights
There is no escape
From the ones who would profit from shame
Will you drown in the noise you have made?

The wings are clipped
The bird half-cut
Gone is the one
Who made her
Home among the stars
A fall from grave
Becomes her art
Digging down
No looking up
When the riches and rewards
Are not enough
And all god's children
Could give a fuck


The way of the beast
Is tragedy by design
Collateral waste
Will you drown in the noise you have made?
Surrounded by darkness
You won't hide from the lights
There is no escape
From the ones who would profit from shame
Will you drown in the noise you have made?

They′ll chew you up
And spit you out
The promise of demise
Is a religion
The audience makes no sound
They can′t take their eyes
Off a collision

The way of the beast
Is tragedy by design
Collateral waste
Will you drown in the noise you have made?
Surrounded by darkness
You won't hide from the lights
There is no escape
From the ones who would profit from shame
Will you drown in the noise you have made?

When enough is enough
Not enough is too much
When enough is enough
Not enough is too much
When enough is enough
Not enough is too much
When enough is enough
Not enough is too much

The way of the beast
Is tragedy by design
Such a waste