You'd spit on your mother's grave Go against the stream Nothing and no one can stop you now Betrayer of the heavens And no stranger to sin No care in the world to hold it in
But sooner than later You're caught as a traitor
Renegade, renegade Walls are closing in There is a room in hell made for you Renegade, renegade Out of control It is way too late, a lost soul
Can you smell the sulfur Hands are pulling you down Into the abyss where you belong It's strange that you held out so long Demons are sharpening their tools Just for you
But sooner than later You're caught as a traitor
Renegade, renegade Walls are closing in There is a room in hell made for you Renegade, renegade Out of control It is way too late, a lost soul
He doesn't give a damn about royalty He doesn't give a fuck about being nice
Renegade, renegade Walls are closing in There is a room in hell made for you Renegade, renegade Out of control It is way too late, a lost soul
Renegade, renegade Walls are closing in There is a room in hell made for you Renegade, renegade Out of control It is way too late, a lost soul
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