We've made our place.
Constant demise shown by the human race.
And swallow down the key,
Placed fate in the hands of vengeance
A liar’s truth is any word he speaks.
Tthe weight will crush my back.
The dial's set to incinerate
Targets locked and it's ready for attack.
We live in the darkest of the night.
A billion miles away and still no closer to this Heaven's light.
Twelve spears to cast them down
And burn our palace to the ground.
The weight will crush my back.
Tear down another wall
This burden on us all
For chances not to fall
The writings on the wall
This is my chance to hold
To break the fucking mold.
This life is yours to loathe