fears of the dead
remiss of them
wanting someone to fret
oh these nights
are filled with such delight
when will i peel this mask its on too tight
shifting shape into snakes
sifting far away
will we fall to their wrong
doings all the same
oh we might be, stuck with fate
is this a test, are we slaves
bound in chains, a lifeless shell
when can we leave this world it's just too bright
shifting shape into snakes
sifting far away
will we fall to their wrong
doings all the same
´cause we are the ones who know
the price to pay for gold
and the voices in your head
are claiming that you're dead
pierce my veins until you know, yeah
pierce my veins until they show, yeah
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