We all rot
Let me hang
The uncertain path of faith, you are mine to manipulate, to obliterate, all of f*cking mankind
And with its hands around my neck
Claim to save my soul
Then feed me to the f*cking wolves
And I'll hold the barrel close
To save myself
You always claim to live it
You always pass the blame
You've always got me begging for more
Now get on your knees and "beg"
I'll make you mine
This is where I draw the line
I f*cking love the feeling, of breaking down all your facades
And with its hands around my neck
Claim to save my soul
Then feed me to the f*cking wolves
And I'll hold the barrel close
To save myself
We've seen the worst in man
Cultivated by corruptions hand
When will close minds open their eyes and see
That living this lie was never meant for me
To save my soul