I can see the future through my trembling hands shivering in silence waiting for the end haunted by your anger an obsession in advance desperately longing for any other circumstance the darkest star is glowing behind a deep red sun but it won't light out your way when you start to run where are my black angels when I need them most guide me through this burning hell to pa** those whispering ghosts me an the k**ing machine my fate seems to tell me prepare for your end don't listen to your inner soul cause it's from heaven sent I close my eyes to wait for what I cannot change in this burning flames and hell even d**h is strange