I am no one
Put on this world as a killer
With my words you die
Turn around the blinding
With a mask of lies
You prepare the bodies, and i'll prepare the ice
Murderer with a mask
With him I find myself
Not lost anymore
No more death on my hands
My hate is lifted from
All there is left to do
Pick up the blood
1 | Discordant |
2 | Plague On Both Ye' Houses |
3 | Fireball Log Dump |
4 | Reflection Of The Commonwealth |
5 | Breathing New Lungs |
6 | Penitence |
7 | Shawshank Absolution |