The look of terror in your eyes is so familiar,
that look is so familiar.
We're in need of some higher enlightenment,
we won't hold our breaths, we'll
cut our hearts out and ask where the passion went,
we'll die til we're dead.
I promise nothing, but I will assure you this,
we'll leave behind the weak and all the wounded.
We'll take everything we want that fits inside our fist,
I'd like to see you dreamers try and stop us.
The casket left open makes way for the broken,
the bruised and the bleeding, there's no use for pleading now.
We'll pull your teeth out one by one
proving our point is so much fun,
you should have known to bring your gun,
We'll bury you deep, say goodbye to the sun.
Let's take no prisoners, because it's them or us
it's time to put their lights out, no time to bury the dead.