Lyrics of Channel 3 - Less Than Jak

Fight the irony behind bloodlines and battle wounds,
We are skeletons with temporary fleshy homes,
One wrong move and we'll fall, One wrong move and we'll die,
Set our compasses north and focus our scopes on enemy lines.

Ready, Aim, Fire,
Fighters gather at the church to bring the flames under control,
But they're far beyond any control, no they can never be controlled,
And you see that there's no chance you can survive,
So I'll only tell you one more time, look towards the light, look towards the light!

We are Terminal, We are waiting for the exit,
In a moment we'll be gone, like a bullet in the back of your head,
We are Terminal, Don't listen to the critics,
They will try to change your mind, Please don't get caught off your guard,

Brothers, Sisters, Don't look back,
The city sleeps in graves tonight,
In mounds underneath lampposts,
They can see the horror in your eyes
And as you're trying to escape,
You get swallowed by the sea,
Of the treachery you're following,
Because you didn't follow me.

The city sleeps in graves tonight,
The city sleeps in graves tonight,
And it's so cold tonight,

The city sleeps in graves tonight,
The city sleeps in graves tonight,
The smoke is covering sunlight,
The smoke is covering your eyes.