Letra de Scoop

A new beginning, a fresh clean path Yet slightly curved and striving to come back The one you thought you were is gone A loss of faith, all bridges burned A strong commitment to return and find the place where it all began to... burn! A failure, a disgrace You'll get yourself erased An old replacement will not do Only fresh young meat will satisfy you The purist in you tells you to stay clean Your conscience now removed with haste The stench of death reveals the taste So precisely portrayed within frames - then replaced... ...the stench of death reveals the taste... ...an empty shell is all that remains... ...slow death...