Now shout in a place where nobody knows how to hear
Here we stand built by deaf tears
And even if the world lays freezing
Hell has long lost all its meaning
They have tasted everything
Seen heaven is never ending
So, why not give me a piece of your life?
We'll mold it to a new identity
Let's make this the transmission towers pin point reenacting our lives
One, two, three, four
Lock the back door (Load the chamber)
One, two, three, four
Faint breath, eyes sore (What an eyesore)
Say your name, my hearts beating faster
Look my way, it never will last
Our fate was sealed, I'm an irony machine
And one round's remaining
Fading fast, the vessels grow wiser
Always ran, but I'm getting smarter
Holy shame, this was never meant to be!
Now it means everything