Killin' Game

His host's to fight

It's close to mine

You blow on the dice

the game begins...

They're close to fight

the creed, the blame,

the clearing flame

telling your scaring fears

I Only hide...

my soul is not white...

Your side should...

You, why do you scare

up my soul,

a preacher told me

the white side should die...

It's killing me

It's killing me, It's killing me, It's killin' me...

Why do you pray and lie

It's killing me, It's killing me, It's killin' me

Why ain't you scared my dear?

Falling through your mind

memories of dying

And beatings in your sights

what you're fearing

Thundering your mind

I can feel your pain

Thundering your mind

what you're fearing

It's killin' me... I can never die

Your bloody eyes

keep watching me

You roll the dice

it's time to kill

A gloomy mist

over the battle field,

Jerusalem will soon be free

I Only hide...

my soul is not white...

Your side should...

It's killing me,

You can hardly

drag yourself,

a fortune teller

said you should fight...