Dying is Easy   It's living that's hard   It's so disturbing to hear what you're fearing   Rain of terror out in the cold      Give’em what they want   Give’em what they need      Pure sincerity, pure sincerity   It's what made me born from insanity   Pure sincerity, pure      Questions asked, the answers come quickly   Remorse can be so dangerous   Wolf in the fold, terror within   Out in the cold      Give em what they want   Give em what they need      Pure sincerity, pure sincerity   It's what made me born from insanity   Pure sincerity       The things I am   The things that I've become   The wings of honor   Son of Father      Don't know if I can stand   Where I once fucking stood   If I could, if I could   Don't you think I fucking would!      Things to come, it must be from the heart...   Are these shadows of things from the past?   Are these the shadows of things to come?...   Where do we go?...      Pure sincerity, pure sincerity   It's what made me born from insanity   Pure sincerity