Bring back hollow reputations
It’s giving me what I desire
And I desire to find the words you need to hear
Kill. Kill. Kill. Your demons. Face. Face. Face. Your fears
Fight. Fight. With no discretion. Die. Die. Die. Alone
I am the messenger; I am the one you trust with your last breath
And you’re missing the point
You’re missing the point of these words
You’ve caused the blood that’s on your hands
I hope you see your own life flash before your eyes
And find that point, in your life when you realize
That there’s something that you’ve lost
And something went terribly wrong
With your last breath, until your lungs collapse
I am the messenger; I am the one you trust with your last breath
And I’m betting you’ll find, I’m betting you’ll find a way to
Why aren’t you trying to escape?
You say you need a great purpose
I say you need to see what’s coming