Sedation — Front Line Assembly

Sweet, sweet sensation, Across my back. I will be following you, No retreat Turning back now.

Chorus

At night time Just to cross the trails Flood control. On that wall Sealed between cracks. Hide, hide the violence He returns the gun Retreat within yourself. Retreat within yourself. Switch the station Across my back ????? And we turn them back He is coming back Hiding with no one else. No chance to acquire Retreat within yourself.