The freedom of evil I am torn between the lies of who you want me to be Dead weight of the world on my back No god calls out to me I've gotta' find a way out I keep hoping for some way out I keep hoping for some sanity No truth to the words that you spit My world falling around me.
Crushed by the reaper's hand A dying light Feel the knife leave your skin Your time to die Silence moves everything Now you shall know The ones you mistrusted will reap what you've sown.
And as the days grow longer and longer The nights grow colder and colder Lead a life of misery Born to die in this endless fucking insanity.
Life is an hour glass You have less than you think The devil holds the sand As he decides your fate In the dark I stand alone In the dark I know I am home.
WHEN NO ONE CARES, THE WORLD SEEMS COLDER. BUT IN THE FACE OF DEATH - I AM STRONGER.