The Dangers Of Being Stoked

Knee deep in regret yet still reaching out for a bloody hand.

We spend our nights living in sin (where to begin?)

We're on the prowl.

We're all viscous monsters hiding and waiting for our turn to kill.

I need a whole new perspective

if I'm not already too late.

Prepare for war.

Expect the worst.

Stray from the path you'll be eaten alive.

I was just a man, now i kill all that I can.

We sat perched like kings on top of this avalanche of death.

How many more must die, until we get this right?

Stray from the path you will be eaten alive.

I need a whole new perspective

If I'm not already too late.

Prepare for war.

Expect the worst.

Stray from the path you will be eaten alive.

I was just a man, now I kill all that I can.