On the line your blood is running wild.
On disguise, the sword on the hand is on denial.
You stand for honor on the road.
You step into the war zone
Dying for glory and blood.
You are telling lies but she is the one that’s hunting you inside.
And you are trapped like a madman running wild before you die.
And the exit sign shines like one last hope to crawl outside,
Time is running out!
Hold me down, I don’t feel the same
I been holding on my only pain.
For too long Ive been crying on my own
I found the door to heaven and beyond.
To heaven and beyond…