...and after all this you're still on my mind
never knew how it felt to wish to die
This had never been my way, I'm down on my knees
Starting to pray with nothing left to believe
Don't feel to safe, maybe you won't make it home
The winds have changed and the night has grown
The target's locked and the silent system's engaged
You better run now, try to get away...
My demon's diving into the shadows
My friendly parts are now turning to mad dogs
Your way now ends here in the hands
Of the fool you created, the puppet I hated!
Some shiny blades now stoping your voice
Some blood that's cleaning the earth
The taste of your flesh, means nothing at all
compered to the taste of your soul...