By Diecast, Fire... Damage, who decides what is right
Crowded by all that
By Diecast, Loose cannons fire as they target shades of gray
Bone
By Diecast, You never understood any given could be your final one
No
By Diecast, Respect is a virtue that you've lacked from day one
By Diecast, Never underestimate your next opponent,
it would be dark catastrophe
By Diecast, Tear away from my life force
Torn away from my existence
Take
By Diecast, Stop pushing your faith, spreading disease,
for it falls on
By Diecast, Hand are shaking, deny temptation
Bones are shattered, I’m still standing
Defenses
By Diecast, Come into my own, come into my own
Look inside myself,
By Diecast, Know, I can see, through your costume
That is concealing all
By Diecast, Traitor, don’t you turn your back on me
Traitor, don’t you