I'm calling last call
You're still intoxicating
Lies and deceit, used like a fist of cowardice
Cornered and battered
You'll burn every bridge before too long
While your self-respect is gone
Lay your head down
There's nothing left for you here
So well…
Suspended in a revolving door of the blind
Of all these faceless acquaintances which will take the place of us
Only time will tell, only time
This undeniable truth shall be known
The meek shall inherit the earth and the weak shall—
Lay their heads down
There's nothing left for them here
Lay your head down
Absolve your veil of lies, dishonesty and pride
Reveal your rightful self
The scourge of a thousand voices—
When the scourge of a thousand voices
And the rapture of these legions ignite…
We'll see you in hell!
We'll see you in hell!
We'll see you in— hell!
We'll see you in— hell!