|
I am hell
In your heaven
Fresh wound on your skin
I am a scar
On your porcelain face
I am defeat to your win
Unleashed from all control, yeah
Break free from protocol
Come feel what's real
No soul
Behind
The acid bleeding eyes
No tears
No sobbing for
The Lord, the Lord of the flies
I am filth
In your virtue
I'm the rat in your house
I am the fist
You can almost escape
I am the thing you fear now
Unleashed from all control
Break free from protocol
Come feel what's real
No soul
Behind
The acid bleeding eyes
No tears
No sobbing for
The Lord, the Lord of the flies
No soul
Behind
The acid bleeding eyes
No tears
And no sobbing for
The Lord of flies
No soul
Behind
The acid bleeding eyes
No tears
And no sobbing for
The Lord, Lord of the flies
|
|
