Knee deep in regret yet still reaching out for a bloody hand. We spend our nights living in sin (where to begin?) We're on the prowl. We're all viscous monsters hiding and waiting for our turn to kill.
I need a whole new perspective if I'm not already too late. Prepare for war. Expect the worst.
Stray from the path you'll be eaten alive. I was just a man, now i kill all that I can.
We sat perched like kings on top of this avalanche of death. How many more must die, until we get this right?
Stray from the path you will be eaten alive.
I need a whole new perspective If I'm not already too late. Prepare for war. Expect the worst.
Stray from the path you will be eaten alive. I was just a man, now I kill all that I can.