| You pull the trigger just for fun
|
| Forgetting I’m a loaded gun
|
| So hate me for the things I’ve done, and not for what I’ve now become
|
| I want this, I need this, I love it
|
| Crawling from hell
|
| Fallen from grace
|
| And there is nothing left to take
|
| Leaving the past to the grave
|
| So we can reincarnate
|
| You sit upon your throne of filth, condemning what you haven’t built
|
| So hate me cause you’re standing still, watching while I shoot to kill
|
| I live this, I breathe this, you crave it
|
| Crawling from hell
|
| Fallen from grace
|
| And there is nothing left to take
|
| Leaving the past to the grave
|
| So we can reincarnate
|
| There’s one thing you forget
|
| You can’t make me play dead
|
| I’ve swallowed your bullshit, no respect
|
| You make me fucking sick
|
| I won’t bite my tongue
|
| I am not afraid
|
| Spineless, a dominion of nothing is all you will reign
|
| You laugh, but what did you create?
|
| Bitch, «You'd give a fucking aspirin a headache»
|
| Crawling from hell
|
| Fallen from grace
|
| There’s nothing left to take
|
| Driving the nail
|
| Through my mistakes
|
| So we can reincarnate
|
| We lie down
|
| We’re sore and sick
|
| We fall down
|
| Sink or swim
|
| Underground
|
| The remedy
|
| For who we are
|
| And what lies beneath
|
| Reincarnate |