Nothing stops the madness turning, haunting, yearning pull the trigger
So stand in line while they ink numbers in your head
You're now a slave until the end of time
Flesh is burning
You can smell it in the air
Cause men like you have such an easy soul to steal (steal)
Hate to twist your mind
But God ain't on your side
An old acquaintance severed
Burn the world your last endeavor
Dragged you down below
Down to the devils show
To be his guest forever
Peace of mind is less than never
Now your nightmare comes to life.