Sharp nails in my neck
Throat cuts beneath the skin
Beyond the dead stare
Hands seize a forceful grip
They squeeze and don't release
Beyond a dead stare
Break down and gasp for air
Bleak roads await us all
Beyond the dead stare
Beyond the dead stare
Dark merchants stop and sort
The lines in which we fall
Beyond a dead stare
Beyond a dead stare
The devil is at it again
He is on it too
He is on to you
The devil is at it again
He is on it too
He is on to you
Nose bleeds and haunted sleep
The type that make you scream
Gave you a dead stare
Heart beats sporadically
Nerves tense and hold you there
Give us a dead stare
Sharp nails in your neck
They sway and take your breath
Beyond the dead stare
Beyond a dead stare
It is all a story now
A tale to make you weep
And make the dead stare
And make the dead stare
The devil is at it again
He is on it too
He is on to you
The devil is at it again
He is on it too
He is on to you
The devil is at it again
He is on it too
He is on to you
The devil is at it again
He is on it too
He is on to you
The devil is at it again
He is on it too
He is on to you
He is on to you
He is on to you