I have to take the turn, sink hooks and nails so I'll return, and it could get me every time, but I must taste fire, infectious is the flame that burns



We are what we are, death unto us all



We are holding back the reigns

We forge down the road less traveled

I'll beware of the snake

With eyes close, revealing what's in front of me



But I'll slow down for you, and if you can speed up we'll both share something new, 'cause I've grown tired of hiding half truths, full pictures are the harshest ones to view



And it felt like time was really fast and life was slow



Master, would you kill me if I ask you?

Reaper, let it bleed and kill me faster

Master, in rejection, in affliction

Reaper,no protection, no disguises



Reveal what's inside of me