you have become a scar on my face
young Jesus could have learned how to die in here
hell of human names
I know yours
sheep only do what the devil planned
run
run sheep
the shortest path to the lake of fire
my wars are won before the first shot
hits the chest of another worthless parasite
chasing its brother
I am watching the blue sky
yet burning inside
flame before ash
how did I lose myself
how did I morph into a soul who no longer wants to rest
flame before ash
worlds collide at the best time for a blood sacrifice
run
sheep
run