“The devil is as black as he is painted With sorrow and loss, you too shall become acquainted And so it was written…”
They said they wanted them dead, come daylight I'll make sure they’re dead before sunrise If a man chooses, and a slave obeys Then I’m a slave to everything they ever said
[I'm a slave, I'm a slave, I'm a fucking slave] The gift of death will be the last thing you swallow Slowly losing hope of seeing tomorrow
[Mindless], stuck inside the box I'm not afraid of god, [I'm just afraid of being lost] They said you know too much So break me with the slightest touch I'll make it clean, I won't make you suffer Don't make a scene, [it only makes this harder]
A deer caught in the crosshairs Of life's firing line (Are you afraid to die?) For once, I don't take any pleasure In this definite end Marked for death
I'll breakdown all your fears Without shedding a fucking tear
(Flesh and bone) A feast for crows Friend on friend, what a violent twist I left her there, rotting in blood I spilt
They said they wanted her dead, come daylight I'll make sure she's gone before sunrise If a man chooses, and a slave obeys Then I’m a slave to everything they ever said
Conflicted between friends and enemies The line between right and wrong is tearing at the seams The only thing that's clear is nothing is black and white In a world of grey, the innocent must die In a world of grey, the innocent deer dies
If a man chooses, and a slave obeys Then I'm a slave to the reapers mind
I drive the blade in to the fucking hilt Along with regret for every death I’ve dealt And as your eyes meet mine, I begin To feel something I’ve never felt; Guilt [Outro] Oh my god, why would you make me do that? Why the fuck did you make me do that?
Because I know who you really are, Sherlock Bones While you were out gloating about how misanthropic you are You slipped up and told me you were the one Who really killed my angel You stupid fuckTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
