Death wrapped its arms around you
No not the way they used to
Let them in
I ain't gonna let you in
I ain't gonna let you in
My tracks are what you want
Decayed myself it's hard to control
Left your side i start to erode
Who got to be the slave
I must destroy what i made
I must destroy what i made
It's a
Celebration
Annihilation
In this
Celebration
Annihilation
Arm yourself and don't hesitate
Arm yourself and don't hesitate
I walk around you everyday
I'm in around you in every way
Who got to be the slave
I must destroy what i've made
I must destroy what i've made
It's a
Celebration
Annihilation
It's a
Celebration
Annihilation
Bed...red...bed...found
King...king...king...king
You're crowned |