Text: I:Scintilla. Optics. Toy Soldier.

Boy of the surge
Compliance won't make you a man
Now you have deciphered
The secret written in the sand

Stand against the sky
Force reasons to die
Till boots come untied
You'll try to believe his lie
Built beyond the archetype
Trick yourself into the fight
Soot and gun will hide the night
Convince yourself that it's right
Master warhead puppetry
Undeserving idolatry
Inner circle loyalty
The willing now called elite

Boy of the surge
Compliance won't make you a man
Now you have deciphered
The secret written in the sand

Now you understand
What rests in your hands
Clear and hold the land
By killing another man
Whose safety do you fight for?
Admit that you can't ignore
You don't trust those keeping score
Write your letters reassure
Gunshot rationality
Just a casual casualty
Just part of the strategy
The willing now called elite

Boy of the surge
Compliance won't make you a man
Now you have deciphered
The secret written in the sand

Sing of fire sing of will
Sing to justify to kill
Sing of fires sing of will
Sing to justify to kill

Sing of fires sing of will
Sing to justify to kill
Sing of fires sing of will
Sing to justify to kill
Sing of fires sing of will
Sing to justify to kill

Boy of the surge
Compliance won't make you a man
Sleeping makes you suffer
The secrets buried in the sand

Boy of the surge
Compliance won't make you a man
Now you have deciphered
The secret written in the sand

(Thanks to tubby for these lyrics)