Fire sale, fire sale
Come on down to
Pariaha's Heaven
We got pride, greed, wrath, envy, Lust, gluttony, and sloth
Everything you need to complete Your prophecy
I hear them howling in the night
Try as you might you are found Each and every time
So hit the road come
Morning light
Beneath the moon again
Got you in their sights
Stoke your flame, let it burn
Dig your grave, run or die
You can't get far enough away
Turn to night, hideaway
Fight or flight, masquerade
The slow decay of all your might
Make it stop
Die, die, die, die