The Dangers Of Being Stoked

Knee deep in regret yet still reaching out for a bloody hand.

We spend our nights living in sin (where to begin?)

We're on the prowl.

We're all viscous monsters

Hiding and waiting for our turn to kill.

I need a whole new perspective

If I'm not already too late.

Prepare for war

Expect the worst

Stray from the path you'll be eaten alive.

I was just a man, now I kill all that I can

We sat perched like kings on top of this avalanche of death.

How many more must die, until we get this right?

Stray from the path you will be eaten alive

I need a whole new perspective

If I'm not already too late.

Prepare for war.

Expect the worst

Stray from the path you will be eaten alive.

I was just a man, now I kill all that I can.