» DEATH & HORROR, INC. "Chemical Land [showdown version]"

Storm the gate
No fear of a gun
Kick over the traces
No hesitation
Showdown

Cutting through hard land
A rifle of flame
With black bile and mortar
Nation divide
Step inside
Realize

Right now

Touch my face
Feel my skin
Reach my soul
Far within

Chemical land
All ready

I understand and realize
The state of man dehumanized
Touch my face, feel my skin
Reach my soul, far within