To  The  Grind  -  Arise  And  Ruin

Regroup,  clouds  cover  this  foggy  road.

I  have  smelt  this  early  stench  all  too  often.

Quickly  the  light  approaches,  the  time  is  near.

Take  hold  these  reins,  be  sane,  be  strong,  believe  me.

I  fucking  break  my  back,  I  fucking  slave,  I  work  these  hands  all  day  till  my  fucking  knuckles  bleed.

Mid-day  the  clouds  dissipate,  this  sweat  now  pours.

Pressing  on  and  on,  this  day  will  end.

For  weeks  and  weeks  we  work,  we  eat,  we  sleep,  we  bleed.

For  months  and  months  we  bruise,  we  break,  we  fucking  bleed.

I  fucking  break  my  back,  I  fucking  slave,  I  work  these  hands  all  day  till  my  fucking  knuckles  bleed.

Now,  as  this  day  comes  to  an  end  my  time  here  seems  unescapa

For  weeks  and  weeks  we  work,  we  eat,  we  sleep,  we  bleed.

For  months  and  months  we  bruise,  we  break,  we  fucking  bleed.

I  fucking  break  my  back,  I  fucking  slave,  I  work  these  hands  all  day  till  my  fucking  knuckles  bleed.

Now,  as  this  day  comes  to  an  end  my  time  here  seems  unescapable.

Just  gain  control,  you  will  bleed  now.