visions of death
savages, fireside, drum my ears
my eyes have been painted red
the blood and earth replace my tears
shielding my sight from the dead
i breathe in the poison fumes
every breath deadlier than the last
the paralyzing pain resumes
in this pile of human glass
footsteps approach with a foreign voice
shaking me harder than the blast
left here with no choice
or words to call my last
a cold steel fang pierces and my nerves start to scream
silencing it has become my drive
As I awake from the life-like dream
weeping that i'm alive
my eyes have been painted red
the blood and earth replace my tears
shielding my sight from the dead
i breathe in the poison fumes
every breath deadlier than the last
the paralyzing pain resumes
in this pile of human glass
footsteps approach with a foreign voice
shaking me harder than the blast
left here with no choice
or words to call my last
a cold steel fang pierces and my nerves start to scream
silencing it has become my drive
As I awake from the life-like dream
weeping that i'm alive