| The drums, the drums |
| The drums are beating on your chest |
| Your bones, your bones |
| Your bones are cracking paper thin |
| The walls, the walls |
| The walls are slowly caving in |
| The walls are slowly caving in |
| The drums, the drums |
| Reverberate inside your head |
| Your pulse, your pulse |
| The color red rushes your skin |
| You call, you call |
| The fear is slowly creeping in |
| The fear is slowly creeping in |
| You’re not ready for it, hey! |
| What is it you’re looking for? |
| Feed them to the lions |
| Blood on barbed wires |
| Liar |
| What is it you’re looking for? |
| Feed them to the lions |
| Blood on barbed wires |
| Liar |
| You feel it burning in your neck |
| The fire stirs within us |
| You hide behind your bullet vest |
| Show no fear, bare all our scars |
| 'Cause the drums, the drums |
| The drums are beating on your chest |
| Your bones, your bones |
| Your bones are cracking paper thin |
| The walls, the walls |
| The walls are slowly caving in |
| The walls are slowly caving in |
| You’re not ready for it, hey! |
| What is it you’re looking for? |
| Feed them to the lions |
| Blood on barbed wires |
| Liar |
| What is it you’re looking for? |
| Feed them to the lions |
| Blood on barbed wires |
| Liar |
| Ch-choking on your cigarette |
| The flesh is stripped from your lungs |
| Show no remorse or no regrets |
| Acid pours out from your tongue |
| 'Cause the drums, the drums |
| The drums are beating on your chest |
| Your bones, your bones |
| Your bones are cracking paper thin |
| The walls, the walls |
| The walls are slowly caving in |
| The walls are slowly caving in |
| You’re not ready for it, hey! |
| What is it you’re looking for? |
| Feed them to the lions |
| Blood on barbed wires |
| Liar |
| What is it you’re looking for? |
| Feed them to the lions |
| Blood on barbed wires |
| Liar |