[Lead: Malmström]      Born in filth, with no future in sight   Living of nothing   What chances for survival exists? Is this the way to live?   Death is a choice   Walk among zombies of everyday life   Each day is a war against starvation   Leftovers is the bliss of the day   Hail the god of transparent life   Hail the god that rules the weak   Hail the god, see through the waste   Hail the god, degradation is the way   Razor void crumbles inside   Curves flatter the spine   The surrounding people express their hate   No warmth, no compassion   A never-ending battle each day   Enslaved, compiled, degraded   Empowered by the paper thin ruler   Hail thee for no demise   The god of transparent living   Takes away all visions of life      [Lead: Ideberg]      Chemical indulgence   Master of all misery   Imprisoned by the lord of deceit   Entwined in a world of chaos   Enslaved, compiled, degraded   Death is a choice   Hail thee for no demise   Leftovers is the bliss of the day