We all pay for life with death
So everything in between should be free
I could never find the inner link
It’s everywhere and in between
We’re falling down onto the floor
Old wounds to open sores
Suffer through the aftermath
Of everything and in between
I could never find inner peace
Where my wounds are open sores
We all pay for life with death
So everything in between should be free
I will always find pure nothingness
And luxury in glass pipe dreams
Withering with emptiness
Heart turns to ash, the hatred is poisoning
Nothing can stop the balance, the balance of terror
Everything is clean where everything is clearer
Look into the future, calm burns the fire
Ashes are the truth when we burn the liar
Nothing can stop the balance
Where peace brings us terror
Ashes are the truth when we burn the liar
We will burn the liar
