July 2009
Bury all your secrets in my skin Come away with innocence and leave me with my sins The air around me still feels like a cage And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again So if you lov
By the last breath of the fourth winds blow Better raise your ears The sound of hooves knocks at your door Lock up your wife and children now Its time to wield the blade For now you have got some comp
Gimme fuel, gimme fire Gimme that which I desire Ooh Turn on, I see red Adrenaline crash and crack my head Nitro junkie, paint me dead And I see red A hundred plus through black and whites, ha, ha W