Sangtekster:
Devil Sold His Soul A Fragile Hope

end i know, this is the last time before it's over, and then it's gone beached from the wrath of your own fists i guess i can't believe a single word

Throw myself into the swarm just to take revenge on the severed survivors I close my eyes and hope that somehow it is dead the hopeless, the wounded,

A tear in the shape of a gun with our hands to the sky in the clarity of events I must turn down, break in my eyes as the ashes lay still, a downpour

as i build walls around you there is nothing left to flee falling down, waiting to decide the outcome of accusing you one last time i want a new horizon a

why should I be grateful for a broken love and a broken respect? the final straw of a drawn out hate, well, I need it back once more a shadowed face,