Seven circles into the sun
On the run like the homeless masses
It’s like walking on glass
And every step we take cuts us down social classes

It’s the price of admission
It’s the price of a gun
They call him Destructo
He’s a real one

When the price of admission is the price of a gun
They call him Destructo
He’s a real one

These lies are easily spent
With those who are content to swallow the lies
The faith-filled blind follow freely into the fire
And their demise

It’s the price of admission
It’s the price of a gun
They call him Destructo
He’s a real one

When the price of admission is the price of a gun
They call him Destructo
He’s a real one

Feckless leaders sell us out to the highest bidder
All in the name of war!