you're on the run   I'm hiding evidence   of things you have done   the things that dismembered us   the damage is done   nothing left but remeberence   of the the battles we've won   the things that we'll take   to the grave with us      one of us   is going   to die tonite      where will we go?   your lord only knows   as of right now   I serve no one   our fates are the same   they all lead to a grave   how does it end?   it ends badly      here we are   hellfire and all   it's a sin   but I burn gladly      one of us   got kicked in the face   by trust   and one of us   is getting away with it      one of us   is drawing a line   in the dust      one of us   one of us   took the brunt of it   one of us   one of us   has to live with it   one of us   one of us   hurts but   we do what we must