Coffin On Display
Chaos contained in the hall of kings
When all the heads are burning you're a slave to the fucking knife
Chaos contained in the room of pain
When all your lives are done you'll be a coffin on display
Do you see me wander?
Born with no face
No mind to make sense of
Loser of the rat race
Read from the trenches
As the dominoes fall
(I'll lose my mind)
Fired like a cannonball
Are we lost in fiction?
Or set in reality?
Are we lucid?
Are we reborn?
We have no future
None set in stone
(I'll lose my mind)
Leave me alone
This constant dream leaves me wanting more
Let the light from heaven in to save the rivers from the grey
Paralyzed by the lack of colour, leaving only blue
Can i see myself in this mirror (in this mirror)
Day by day and night by night (night by night)
Can i see myself in this mirror (in this mirror)
Day by day and night by night (night by night)
Embodiment of tears has wrung itself dry (wrung itself dry)
Wolves in a pack, hunting me down
(They hunt me down)
Chaos contained in the hall of kings
When all the heads are burning you're a slave to the fucking knife
Chaos contained in the room of pain
When all your lives are done you'll be a coffin on display
I'll break your bones and leave your rotting corpse in a body bag
Slave to the maggots face down in the dirt, yeah you'd like that
There's no-one else equipped for this level of torture
I'm calling Jack the Ripper, for his methods of horror
When all the heads are burning you're a slave to the fucking knife
Chaos contained in the room of pain
When all your lives are done you'll be a coffin on display
Do you see me wander?
Born with no face
No mind to make sense of
Loser of the rat race
Read from the trenches
As the dominoes fall
(I'll lose my mind)
Fired like a cannonball
Are we lost in fiction?
Or set in reality?
Are we lucid?
Are we reborn?
We have no future
None set in stone
(I'll lose my mind)
Leave me alone
This constant dream leaves me wanting more
Let the light from heaven in to save the rivers from the grey
Paralyzed by the lack of colour, leaving only blue
Can i see myself in this mirror (in this mirror)
Day by day and night by night (night by night)
Can i see myself in this mirror (in this mirror)
Day by day and night by night (night by night)
Embodiment of tears has wrung itself dry (wrung itself dry)
Wolves in a pack, hunting me down
(They hunt me down)
Chaos contained in the hall of kings
When all the heads are burning you're a slave to the fucking knife
Chaos contained in the room of pain
When all your lives are done you'll be a coffin on display
I'll break your bones and leave your rotting corpse in a body bag
Slave to the maggots face down in the dirt, yeah you'd like that
There's no-one else equipped for this level of torture
I'm calling Jack the Ripper, for his methods of horror
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