Hollow Syndicate (Naildown)

Outdoors, infiltrating the inner side Indoors, finding a place to hide Control, they follow behind me Collision, with unknown Trail to subjection I won't tell them why They won't tell me why They're coming to take me away Bright the light hits my face I feel no fear, choking breath Growing pulse of heart That I never hear, never feel Never seen, never been in such a Hollow syndicate, below society Willing to exterminate this place around me No matter what, in the end you fail