Tell me how it feels to be the one with nothing saint Time will tell, you never know how low you’ll go You’re hands are clean, but your plants are fed by bloody rains There are so many things you just don’t want to know
We crucify our living souls for useless glory We run the endless race forgetting who we are But in the end we meet the reaper all alone Turning into ashes
We’re born villain, destruction goes our bloodlines’ way The dying breed got used to live like fucking rats We trample on each other’s ashes, don’t we know the truth? But that’s what all of us will become some day
We crucify our living souls for useless glory We run the endless race forgetting who we are But in the end we meet the reaper all alone Turning into ashes