Spent and burned, out of rhythm
Guess I shouldn't turn my back on you
Angel's eyes, mouths of serpents
Tourniquet nestled in your cloak
Not some trophy, not your special prize
Evil hides under the gaslight
Hollow stories from the voice of lies
Feed your prey, locked inside
Your stock kept on ice
Broken and contrite
Stolen soul, shattered over time
Head down low, turn from your mirror
Ghosts from the past haunting me
Your self-pride down below zero
Not some trophy, not your special prize
Evil hides under the gaslight
Hollow stories, from the voice of lies
Feed your prey, locked inside
Your stock kept on ice
Broken and contrite, whoa
Reality now gone
Viper comes, slithered into the night
Reality now gone
Viper comes, slithered into the night
Not some trophy, not your special prize
Evil hides under the gaslight
Hollow stories, from the voice of lies
Feed your prey, locked inside
Sound the alarms
Raise your weapons high
Break the light, start your fight
Left behind
Fuck your kind
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