| Carrying a heard the size of my head | |
| Got an angel on my back | |
| The leftovers of my face is a leaden mask of death | |
| Drink my coffee black | |
| I sing with a voice full of scorn | |
| Behind my bony mask of face | |
| They call me the one with horns | |
| But at the end of the day, | |
| I'm just torn | |
| I don't think about things too much | |
| Sunken temples, sleeky smile | |
| I've been in the scene for much too long | |
| To not be vile | |
| I'm scared stiff about the fact | |
| That someday | |
| I'll slack | |
| Led astray in a world | |
| I once knew | |
| Used to be king now considered a fool | |
| I admire your burnt skin | |
| But is your flesh rotten right through? | |
| Alive among the lifeless | |
| In a close-minded world where no-one is true |
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