(Bite to break skin,   Don't give the secret,   My stoic face,   Beaten with passion   The phoenix will die   Inside the fire storm   I am the son   So follow my footsteps.)      So let me take this medicine   To quench my love for violent things   My swan song will   Be like a bullet laced in anger   As the razor cuts a soft spot   On your heel.      (Each breath) is getting slower   (This war) is getting harder   To fight by myself   (Sick waves) of bitter fashion,   (Ripped down) the shield that I have   Tears rain from above.      Do you see?   The life I lead?      So follow me into the sun,   And I will bleed, the poisons dry.      These bayonet scars never cease   To blind the light shed from the beast   And all we do is hate.      (Eyes shot) from constant visions.   (Angels) are rendered useless   Good has lost it's heart.      (Bite to break skin,   Don't give the secret,   My stoic face,   Beaten with passion   The phoenix will die   Inside the fire storm   I am the son   So follow my footsteps)      Do you see?   The life I lead?      So follow me into the sun,   And I will bleed, the poisons dry.      For you    (For you!)