Far over the sky There is a plague that will fall to the earth
Close your eyes And clench your fists For white knuckle drives Down dead ends Cover the exits Block out the light As voices call you to die (die) To die in the grip of poison Poison
Peace won't come in the night As you stare lifelessly into me (I stare back)
Cover every mirror Looking for the killer Drowning in your weakness You make me sick
There is no return from this You have walked a path of death Spare us the grief, the tears, and remorse Breathe in venom, lose control
(The vein is weakened, you want to supply?) Paralyze your will to live Spare us the grief, finish what you started
Embrace the path to release In the concrete underneath Answers never seen, never found Are waiting on the way down
