Woorden:
Hell Within Asylum Of The Human Predator

Consumed by hatred and loathing Life breeds death and disease Empathy out of reach We all wash with rain of blood skies Time soils our will It breaks us down with

scars Open my eyes The sick Deserted The hollow Fall further I burn these tracks that I've laid Dried out for days I stare into the sun I'm trapped within

She sang, she sang to me softly The copper taste of roses bless my hands I'm not healing I'm just living with your ghost Desecrating My life, my will

wrists Crush our dreams Your hopeless God is dying Let the fires rise Warm our ears with burning temples Spill your lungs to empty skies With baited

Fill our minds with fear to blind us The hoax is on There were no weapons It's a pretty revenge Vindication Annihilate them Ninety-one was nothing This