Из альбома: Fallout From the War
Spit your words of fury, Tear your way beneath the skin.
Infecting with doubt, A useless web you spin.
What is it you hope to gain from this? NOTHING!
What is it you hope to prove with this? NOTHING!
Hidden away from view
You start your fires
The child you became king
Of the jackels and the liars.
What is it you hope to gain from this? NOTHING!
What is it you hope to prove with this? NOTHING!
Breaking Your Fingers!!!
Silence your voice
Breaking Your Fingers!!!
You've made your choice.
Hidden away from view
You start your fires
The child you became king
Of the jackels and the liars.
What is it you hope to gain from this? NOTHING!
What is it you hope to prove with this? NOTHING!
Breaking Your Fingers!!!
Silence your voice
Breaking Your Fingers!!!
You've made your choice.