Alba s touto skladbou:
Killing Season ,
Splinter,
Thirteenth Step ,
Killing Season,
Well our souls are all mistaken in the same misguided way
We all end up forsaken, we're just choosing our own way
the future now incinerates before your very eyes
And leaves us with emptiness of no more tries
Well our visions of a glory now have spiraled down the drain (wooow)
The best of our intensions that come crashing down in flames (wooow)
The depths of our despair we are unable to contain(woow) It's shallow living
The noose is falling
And all my friends are crawling
The noose is falling
And enemies are rising
Truth appaling
Our mak'r comes a calling
the noose is falling
And enemies are rising
Well the tracers
from yesteryear are burning in the dust (wooow)
Your bruises are reminders of naivete and trust (wooow)
you are only feeling stronger cause your body's getting numb (woow)
Now I lay you down
Put the coins in your eyes
And blow the candles out
The noose is falling
And all my friends are crawling
The noose is falling
And enemies are rising
A truth appaling
Our mak'r comes a calling
The noose is falling
And enemies are rising
The noose is falling
And all my friends are crawling
The noose is falling
And enemies are rising
A truth appaling
Our mak'r comes a calling
The noose is falling
And enemies are rising
No more!
(No more!)
No more!
(No more!)
Nothing!
No more!
(No more!)
No more!
(No more!)
Ever!
No!
(No!)
More!
No!
(No!)
More!
The noose is falling
And all my friends are crawling
The noose is falling
And enemies are rising
A truth appaling
Our mak'r comes a calling
The noose is falling
And enemies are rising
The noose is falling
And all my friends are crawling
The noose is falling
And enemies are rising
