There's only four hours left to death No time to feel that I regret. I hate the man outside this door Brings me my last meal and he says: "Enjoy your dinner son before They come and get you, then...
Guilty Pay the price Suffer Wait in line Silence Has no voice No way Blood comes clean Cut out Second chance Never Change your mind Wasted Truth in hand Regret It will end Revenge Calls your name Kill...
No one can nail me No one but you Give in to nothing If it ever comes I could set it straight You could burn me down When we play this game Why not hate me now It’s a dying shame Live a life so blind...