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Death unwinds its wings
Tonight’s prey is me
Trapped into make believe.
Hate fills all of me
Sharp and cold as steel
They’ll pay for all of this
For all of this.

Chained to my cross
Murdering thoughts
Drowned by the storm
The barrel of a gun
Pushes into me
Dragging me back to reality

The rising sun
Telling me you’re the only one
The rising sun
As we come undone
The rising sun
Telling me you’re the only one
The rising sun
As we come undone

Death unwinds its wings
Tonight’s prey is me
Trapped into make believe.
Hate fills all of me
Sharp and cold as steel
They’ll pay for all of this
For all of this.

The rising sun
Telling me you’re the only one
The rising sun
As we come undone
The rising sun
Telling me you’re the only one
The rising sun
As we come undone