KINGMAKER

Snakes and demons won’t hold me back! I’m signing off to all we had. And the hurt I wanted to share, buried deep inside of me, I spit it out in front of you… Now cowards, bastards I’m done with you! The hunt is on, this war begun I hold on to my rage, I hold on to my rage! Now break the mould The lines you drew for me Now break the mould The lines you drew for me This is the breaking point, this is where it snaps! Tonight I shed my skin, rise from the depths of my own hell. This is the breaking point, this is where I rise! I wear the shame of all my crimes but with measured step I walk the line Never question anymore, deny, defy and crucify. Feed the hate inside of me Cowards and bastards I’m done with you! It dies today, blood runs black. I hold on to my rage! Now break the mould The lines you drew for me I break the mould The lines you drew for me This is the breaking point, this is where it snaps! Tonight I shed my skin, rise from the depth of my own hell. This is the breaking point, this is where I rise! Now break the mould! The lines you drew for me! No break the mould! I hold on to my rage! This is the breaking point, this is where I rise! From the depths of my own hell…