The beast within, ready to strike, in deaths eyes, he sees his prey
join the broken, join the dead
with his skill, he gonna put six feet under
broken daggers and worn out swords, cannot harm the beast. dont bother trying
let him take your soul, 'least there you might be safe
who's kiddin' your goin to hell.
accept your fate, the land of the burnin' fires where your gonna go.
this is war, and your gonna lose, no one goin to save you now
dont cry baby, its alright, the devils gonna tuck you in tonight.
the ones who live, we wish you luck, because you live with no heart.
god bless the broken, the dead, is there a difference?