By Pro-pain, Eyes on fire, burning flames, seas of blood.
Skies of soot,
By Pro-pain, I say no to war, you say no to war,
and
By Pro-pain, So, are you sick of me yet?
Well I'm sick of
By Pro-pain, Now, this is the end.
You cannot mistake this is it,
By Pro-pain, Hot damn, now that duke got his man
well it's safe
By Pro-pain, Oh, freedom rings, and the press keeps bringing the news.
Black
By Pro-pain, If you're in,
I want out.
Fuck you all,
good bye.
Such a shame.
It's
By Pro-pain, Malicious intent, that's what he meant
when he placed a fuckin
By Pro-pain, Few face it, but times they change.
So you gotta go
By Pro-pain, So here alone in place I sit.
All my friends ain't
By Pro-pain, I am to me, not what you think, or what
By Pro-pain, [Instrumental]
