| <Bombs go off around me | |
| Bullets chase my head | |
| Demonscene hellscape | |
| Try to not get dead | |
| From the cradle I was in | |
| Straight for the firing line | |
| By the teeth of my skin | |
| Dragon and the serpent versus swine | |
| Never quite ready | |
| It just becomes your turn | |
| Evertight steady | |
| No more light to burn | |
| A lie has no feet | |
| Cannot stand alone | |
| A cry in the street | |
| Who cast the first stone | |
| With dirt between my teeth | |
| I made the devil sell his soul | |
| I know that he can bleed | |
| Moon goes dark sun grows cold | |
| Where my mind would take me | |
| Never coming near | |
| Scared my heart would break me | |
| Why am I here > |