I find my selfrunning out of time my body
is painted with my blood no one is here to help me when I fell pure instincts are my only guidance while running trough
Depths across the pass of destruction in a world so far from my own only hear death's toll I find my self running out of time my body is painted with my
Blood no one is here to help me when I fall pure instincts are my only guidance running trough depths across in a world so far from my own only hear
Death's toll my friends my enemies only feet emptiness within my friends my worst enemies while running trough depths across no one here to help when
Fall my friends my enemies a life filled with dishonor made my friends worst enemies with shattered bones around me and black walls that surround me