Abide by this ordinance Of Mediocracy Blood will spill either road One last breath one last day Blood will spill either road Before we go our separate ways The hope between us keeps Oscillating oscillating Buried within us Forsaking forsaking Me Forsaken me Cowards will be hung by their tongues By their tongues they'll hang Stop Do not sit down this is no interrogation my intent is clear the last thing you'll hear is the whisper of Lucifer Blood will spill The hope is now Oscillating oscillating Buried within you Forsaking forsaking
