On barren blames withstand hunger pains, learn that poison fruit is
their only advantage in this game. Breathe it in - it is your last
chance and it will come like a knife to your throat. Let sweat stand
with tears to greet the blade while you choke. Set up for defeat,
they pray on the weak. Addiction is admission to defeat. Breathe it
in - it is your last chance and it will come like a knife to your
throat. Let sweat stand with tears to greet the blade while you
choke! Strike the blade make it light the room, make it blind my
eyes - I do not want to watch you die. Let the sound ring out with
the sour taste of reality that kept your lips glued to the pipe.
