Original lyrics

EN

Hatred reigning down Legacy of doubt, be sure to wash it out Broken, wasted dream Be sure and wash it clean Be sure and wash it clean Lost in your scrambled mind All this pain, yet you still remain A hollow man with a bloody hand Your wish is my command King of the wasteland Bastard, come claim your prize See yourself through the children's eyes You're violent, intoxicated with lies See yourself in the tears we cry Too late with your wasted regret Remain irate, what difference does it make? Drowning in need, the little hearts bleed Drowning in need, the little hearts bleed for you