| He's on the front line | |
| He's set for the kill | |
| It's happening then | |
| And it's happening still | |
| Dog eat dog | |
| You've got to change it | |
| Battle lines there | |
| Of a thousand odd years | |
| The tracks are there of a billion tears | |
| In the trenches, in the heartland | |
| I've got my sights on you | |
| My soul's been hit hard | |
| There's a window in my heart | |
| And in my soul | |
| Now I'm looking through | |
| Killer in the room | |
| But you can't see his face | |
| He's hiding in the corner | |
| In the darkest place | |
| When he calls you out | |
| You've got to go face him | |
| It's been that way since time began | |
| Some follow the pack, some take a stand | |
| Some stand up and say they're not going to take it | |
| I've got my sights on you... | |
| He's on the front line | |
| He's set for the kill | |
| It's happening then | |
| And it's happening still | |
| Dog eat dog | |
| You've got to change it |