I did my time, and I want out
So abusive,fate,it doesn't cut
The soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning,the sickening
Back at you,subversion,pseudo-sacred with scared perversion
Go drill your gasses, go dig your graves
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save
Sinking in, getting smaller again
Undone, it has begun
I'm not the only one
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall，but no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, there are cracks, in the road we lay
From where the devil fell
The secrets have gone mad
This is nothing new, but would we kill it all
Fate was all we had
Who needs another mess
We could start over
Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong
Now there's only emptiness, but a message to bring
I think we're done
I'm not the only one
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall，but no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
Mick solo-
Jimi solo-

The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!
Fake and defenseless lie
I tried to tell you first
Your hurtful lies are given out
Can't stop the killing idea
If it's hunting season
Is this what you want
I'm not the only one
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall，but no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall，but no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me

The limits of the dead!
The limits of the dead!