1, 2, 3
Do you remember when word was one, a fading promise in the light of the
Dawn.
Bury December under a falling sky, the end of days are the reason to die.
Obliteration never looked so devine.
Holding your breath for the moment in time
You lived through hell, now you're trying to die
The?79; skin is healed but your bleeding inside.
Shots fired just to numb the pain
There's no one left to save.
I'm Blind on the Shining Path.
Ghost walking in the Aftermath.
Hypnotised 60 cycle hum
The Broken Cadence of a Distant Drum.
21 to 1 I'm liking the odds,
A Blood Junkie with a Lightning Rod,
A Dirty Rig and a heavenly Nod,
And soon you Wind Up Nowhere.
Obliteration never looked so Divine
Holding your breath for the moment in time
You lived through hell, now your trying to die
The?79; skin is healed but your bleeding inside.
Shots fired just to numb the pain
There's no one left to save.
There's no one left to save.
There's no one left to save.
You chase the dragon but it follows you home
You lost the demon trace and broke their home
Desolation Never Looked so Divine.
Promise Yourself for the very last time
You lived through hell, now your trying to die
The?79; skin is healed but your bleeding inside.
Shots fired just to just to numb the pain
There's no one left to save.
There's no one left to save.
Ohhh There's no one left.
A Fever Dream
There's no one left to save.
Shots fired just to end the pain.
There's no one left to save.