Your death in denial Your death is worthwhile You walk through the hall With your head held low
Just waiting for the day To end it all They will pay for what they said Regret their words and mourn the dead
Bodies fall in a row There will be no mercy to show Blood red walls Silence falls Counting bodies as they fall
Bullets, piercing flesh That sound I crave The cries of pain Is what gets me off Swinging the knife Crashing down with full force Tearing flesh Blood spills out No more life This is why