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 k**ing me
It's k**ing me, it's k**ing me, it's k**in' me...
Why do you pray and lie?
It's k**ing me, it's k**ing me, it's k**in' 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 k**in' me... I can never die
Your bloody eyes
Keep watching me
You roll the dice
It's time to k**
A gloomy mist
Over the battle field
Jerusalem will soon be free
I hide...
My soul is not white...
Your side should...
It's k**ing me
You can hardly
Drag yourself
A fortune teller
Said you should fight...