Kompozytor: Kevin DeMine, Bradley Worthington, Jason Sweeney
Teksty
I feel it circling, the hate of all I use to know
These distant voices inviting me to go
The walls they echo all the pain
"There is nothing left in this world to believe in"
I won't stand and wait to repeat this ungodly mess
I'll wrap the noose around my neck when it's my time
I will follow through if there is
No one left to stop me here... no one left to weep
I will disappear from here for(ever)
(For)ever is the longest time to think of your regrets
I will suffocate your darkest
Memories of time so great, they shatter through the glass
Darkness fills the heart when I look deep into the past
The halo high above your head held by your fucking horns
Leave all the signs of where angels feed on the wise
Where angels feed on the wise