Stole the head never made of nothing
Broke signs of someone to still believe
Cursing your prey another way to bleed
Wanting more and seeing all the greed
Made out of lies you never see it coming
Thorns and the burden was never made for you Heavy it lies for someone like you to bear Strangers will take you and nothing can make you care
Sorrounded by wolves hell will make it clearer Turning to rats and all will disappear
Cursing your prey another way to bleed
Wanting more and seeing all the greed