Face a stage of mindless drones to see
A sad reality, a virus festering
Sickening waste leaves traces in my being
Rotten and diseased, filthy and unclean
Grand Commander
Grand Commander
Now you face Grand Commander
Now you face Grand Commander
Lightning streaks across forgotten skies
Absent from their eyes, nothing left inside
Endless painful wretched heresy
A reckless symphony, simply cannot be
Grand Commander
Grand Commander
Now you face Grand Commander
Now you face Grand Commander