Promies, broken and forgotten your dreams all fade away. Drown yourself in a bottle of self-pity as your morals rot away. Straight Edge - As the words wash away... Straight Edge - Your actions are all that remain. Choke down your fucking lies your worthless words of change. Your integrity slowly dies as you dig your fucking grave. I'll carry this torch. I still carry this torch for you left behind, today, tomorrow, until the day I die. A oath reduced to ash. There is no lookig back. Stripped of every thread of respect. TRAITORS DIE ONE THOUSAND DEATHS