The heat so intoxicating, 

Standing there as your empire burns, 

Standing proud and picturesque, 

You rose from the grave into a life of hate, 

So be afraid my friend the butcher will await, 

What’s left of you now removed, are you horrified? 

I’m digging graves for you in my sleep, 

And there’s enough room for this town, 

A shallow burial is quite fitting, 

When you consider the depth of deception, 

I’m digging graves for you in my sleep, 

And you can even try to run, 

Digging graves for you in my sleep, 

But you know you’re going into the ground, 

You will feel the blood boiling from within, 

Stop living life like a tragedy, 

accept your success, 

What’s on the surface aint shit, 

if inside your dead, 

Suck it up swallow your hatred, 

spit out your failures, 

No regrets in this bitch, 

one life to live!, 

Stop living life like a tragedy.