steam boiling out of the sewer grabes.
like all the fires of hell were burning high beneath us.
as the ashes fall post apocalyptic skies.
wil rise upon us.
they're leaving dark stains on my soul.
a point blank shot right into my heart.
selling our souls for power and fortune.
raised for the blinded not for me.
i chose to refuse.
refuse to be their slave even if they know.
know my weakest spots.
they can't pin me down.
like all the fires of hell were burning high beneath us.
as the ashes fall post apocalyptic skies.
wil rise upon us.
they're leaving dark stains on my soul.
a point blank shot right into my heart.
selling our souls for power and fortune.
raised for the blinded not for me.
i chose to refuse.
refuse to be their slave even if they know.
know my weakest spots.
they can't pin me down.