I have to take the turn, sink hooks and nails so I'll return, and it could get me every time, but I must taste fire, infectious is the flame that burns
We are what we are, death unto us all
We are holding back the reigns
We forge down the road less traveled
I'll beware of the snake
With eyes close, revealing what's in front of me
But I'll slow down for you, and if you can speed up we'll both share something new, 'cause I've grown tired of hiding half truths, full pictures are the harshest ones to view
And it felt like time was really fast and life was slow
Master, would you kill me if I ask you?
Reaper, let it bleed and kill me faster
Master, in rejection, in affliction
Reaper,no protection, no disguises
Reveal what's inside of me