Lover, you are my tantamount. Keeping my feet on solid ground. And I need you, I do. But I don’t need your fear. This is the new face of d**h: The face of endless torment. It’s where your war is and where your life will end. At the hands of peasant’s son: You think you’ll run. But I know where you hide. Among the rats and snakes and faithless men. â€œOh, father pray for meâ€ They’ve filled me with lies to the brim. sh**. Down in the city, ain’t got no water. I’ve gotta be the man, I can for my daughter. I’m coming out tomorrow. Lie to me baby, I’m afraid. I’m coming out tomorrow either way. We are the new face of d**h. So, take a good hard look. We’re underneath your skin. We want the lives you took paid for in red. Got you looking underneath your bed: For this monster you created. Now get bent. All out of shape. I’ll f**ing break you. If you’re out here to run, then shut the f** up. Lover, you are my Antebellum. Seizure over the weaker of me.