Rise With The Fallen, Fall With The Flat Lines.

Throw down your cards
Look me in the eye.
Already corrupted and blind
You'd better be ready to beg for life.

Blazing up the houses
Sleeping in the ashes.
Praying to god
While the sun crashes.

The One-eyed king
rules the world of the un-sighted.
Dead like a crop
That has bein blighted.

Frozen skin
Bloodless and stiff.
A murderous corpse
brought to life by satin's riff.

Run children, run.
The kidnapper walks in the street
While the defending father sits in a cell
With a bleeding seat.

Whats this world come to?
I wouldnt know, I've been staring in your eyes for too long.
The world gives a tragic ideal of beauty.
This is the last time i listen to the willing gunfire song.