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Spent and burned, out of rhythm

Guess I shouldn't turn my back on you

Angels' eyes, mouths of serpents

Tourniquet nestled in your cloak

Not some trophy

Not your special prize

Evil hides under the gaslight

Hollow stories from the voice of lies

Feed your prey, locked inside

Your stock kept on ice

Broken and contrite

Stolen soul, shattered over time

Head down low, turn from your mirror

Ghosts from the past haunting me

Your self pride down below zero

Not some trophy

Not your special prize

Evil hides under the gaslight

Hollow stories from the voice of lies

Feed your prey, locked inside

Your stock kept on ice

Broken and contrite

Reality now gone

Viper comes, slithered into the night

Reality now gone

Viper comes, slithered into the night

Not some trophy

Not your special prize

Evil hides under the gaslight

Hollow stories from the voice of lies

Feed your prey, locked inside

Sound the alarms

Raise your weapons high

Break the light, start your fight

Left behind

Fuck your kind