(Bite to break skin,
Don't give the secret,
My stoic face,
Beaten with passion
The phoenix will die
Inside the fire storm
I am the son
So follow my footsteps.)
So let me take this medicine
To quench my love for violent things
My swan song will
Be like a bullet laced in anger
As the razor cuts a soft spot
On your heel.
(Each breath) is getting slower
(This war) is getting harder
To fight by myself
(Sick waves) of bitter fashion,
(Ripped down) the shield that I have
Tears rain from above.
Do you see?
The life I lead?
So follow me into the sun,
And I will bleed, the poisons dry.
These bayonet scars never cease
To blind the light shed from the beast
And all we do is hate.
(Eyes shot) from constant visions.
(Angels) are rendered useless
Good has lost it's heart.
(Bite to break skin,
Don't give the secret,
My stoic face,
Beaten with passion
The phoenix will die
Inside the fire storm
I am the son
So follow my footsteps)
Do you see?
The life I lead?
So follow me into the sun,
And I will bleed, the poisons dry.
For you
(For you!)
