CULT OF PERSONALITY

How did it feel to fail this life How did it feel to be dragged down Ill blooded, you “stand proud” Just another dent in the damage Now it all fades! Now it all breaks! Burned, bruised and broken you “stand proud” Tired of listening to you whine, and all the times that you sold out Justify the implications by yet another lie Your moves and ways so slick, they just make me sick.. Do what the devil pleases and then die smiling Battered, maimed and lost, waiting for your wounds to clot. Wait for the coldest of all nights, awake the bittersweet sedation Battered, maimed and lost, I will no longer choke on all your empty words, without hope, without promise How did it feel to be caged How did it feel to live in fear Burned, bruised and broken you “stand proud” Just another dent in the damage Now see all the severed ties, trace down the scars they left behind The life that you’re pretending, slipping through your hands I saw the demons outside, choking the ones from within Do what the devil pleases and then die smiling Battered, maimed and lost, waiting for your wounds to clot. Wait for the coldest of all nights, awake the bittersweet sedation Battered, maimed and lost, I will no longer choke on all your empty words, without hope, without promise Our final destination…. This is the coldest of all nights, hearts crushed in fear, all beaten down Without hope, without promise Burned, bruised and broken, wait for the coldest of all nights Without hope, without promise…. Hearts crushed in fear all beaten down..