Text: Locked In A Vacancy. Exit The Futility Ward. Morituri.

We face the fire that surrounds the evils of this world flourish and abound

our light is fading fading fast a once bright future now overcast

we cursed youth who query fate
we know our time is drawing nigh
we who have been born too late
we who are about to die

this necrofix now permeates our thoughts and seeps into our minds
stifled by inconsequence despair sets in, and confines

no tomorrow! apocalyptic cataclysm!
no tomorrow! prophesied Armageddon!

give us the chance to prove that we can stand for what we know is right
the odds might be against us but that's just part of our plight! we'll educate the masses show them that things can change the task at hand seems daunting but it's well within our range!

you have no choice now hear our voice! now hear our voice!

we are the new mutants don't call us x-babies anymore nothing to lose, nothing to hide by our own rules we will abide lashing out, with all our might
a strikeforce, that's born to fight
to open hearts, to open minds
start from within, that is the key
using what little time we have
to cause this world's benestrophe

we will stand together united as one
we will stand together 'til the job is done
we won't give up now we've come too far the doorway to our hopes now left ajar!