Dragged you down below down to the devils show, To be his guest forever, Peace of mind is less than never Hate to twist your mind, but God aint on your side An old acquaintance severed, Render of your last endeavor Ashes burning, you can smell it in the air, Cause men like you have such an easy soul to steal. So stand in line while banging numbers in your head, Youre now a slave until the end of time And nothing stops the madness turning, haunting, yearning, pull the trigger! Chorus You should have known The price of evil, And it hurts to know that you belong here, yeah Ooooh, its your f@#kin nightmare While your nightmare comes to life
Posted on: Mon, 04 Aug 2014 13:14:05 +0000
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