Loaded down ready to end it all
Coming this far can't be a nothing
Flirting with death everyday, but we don't make mistakes
Martyrs this blood makes
Digging the graves for the valleydale saints
Farewell comes when your breath becomes mine
Such a sweet goodbye
Years brought me to this moment and these plans are what young dreams are made of
You're laying silent but I thought you ruled this town
Never second guess revenge
Not much for fast lines, to me it's just a ride
Knowing your burning tonight
Sympathy's for the weak
Born to make false models become one with their disease
A psychotic dream you hear him calling
The Lord helps those who seek relief