Deaths pointed at your head
Your mind on the trigger pull it
Bludgeon bodies give up their muted horror story
Scene of your rage
Death is not strange
Blood on the walls
You stand alone satisfied
Ill wake the silence in you
Ill shoot the violence through you
Terrified by the thought that you are all alone
Paralyzed by the fact that you are not alone
Youre losing your mind, Im losing control
Youre losing your mind, as I bury your world
Ill wake the silence in you
Ill shoot the violence through you
I cant remember yet someone always seems to die
You are the reason why I became the chosen one
Ive got the right
God makes no sense
Ive got the right
I feel my back against the wall

[Lead: Hanneman]

Deaths pointed at your head
Your mind on the trigger pull it
Bludgeon bodies give up their muted horror story
Scene of my rage
Scene of my rage
Death is your name
Youre facing your grave
I taste your tears caress your face
I watch you lie insane
Dying for love
Praying to die
I want whats inside you
Dressed in your blood
You wear it well
Dying because I care
Your eyes are wide but you cant see
Rotting my lust away
Ill shoot the violence through you
And wake the part thats dead
I hate the silence in you
I want whats in your head