Testo di The Fox

Looking out through ice cold eyes Anxious waiting while the moon starts to rise Shadows growing He's getting by taking lives And through the loss of other kinds Just taking all he can find and never spare anyone No excuses Cleaning yesterday's blood Remains from the corps in the mud Evading the setting sun Sufficiently but never enough Even with his final breath He'll chase one last death His rusty suit is showing cracks Just like his broken shield of ideals Memory's fading Missing the time he was the one He turns his back and starts to run Evading the setting sun Sufficiently but never enough Even with his final breath He'll chase one last death Sufficiently but never enough Even with his final breath He'll chase one last death