Not the one
Souls are gonna burn
You're the one
Coming down the deadThru the darkness
Skies are gonna shout
Pray for lies
But who's the one to goStreams of blood
Flow into the streets
Feeds the need
Of the decayed rotting means
Fires breeds upon
The weary young
Evil tales
Sold his only sonLife no longer
Fills the need
Dead silence
In which to feedFires breeds upon
The weary young
Evil tales
Sold his only son
Life no longer
Feeds the need
Feeds the need
Of the decayed rotting means
