Tekster: Death. Individual Thought Patterns. Trapped In A Corner.

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I want to watch you drown in your lies.
The end of your masquerade, a matter of time
Interwining lies, domination, control
Feed his twisted nature
It is sickening to see dreams die
A word of advice, fate's patience is growning short.
Fake down to your mind and appearance
You will fall short of the dreams to destroy
In time you will find yourself trapped in a corner
These four words my friend, I promise you will not forget
[Lead: Andy, Chuck]

I am one of many that see through your lies
Hiding will do you no good, many seek revenge.
Soon to become a victim of what you live to create, and cannot have.
It is sickening to see dreams die
A word of advice, fate's patience is growning short.
Fake down to your mind and appearance
You will fall short of the dreams to destroy