I see right through your mind

I see your kind, I know your game

Surviving on the soul of a song



Please tell me how you escape

From the guilt that should eat at your mind

When you lay down to sleep

So many precious lives lost

Picking up the shattered dreams broken by you



You'll be cut down to size when we're done with you

When you're cut down to size we will look down on you



Why is life a game where we are forced to play

I think it's safe to assume

Don't feed off a loss or a win

The reward is to survive



As you breathe you abuse the gift of life

Inhaling hope into your black heart

No guilt no shame once again empty words are to blame