Текст песни Faces of Death

Drop my head in the concrete Looking up at the sky Reaching closer to my demise Walking through this journey No purpose or time Reaching closer to my demise Walking through this journey No purpose or time It captivates the eye unveiling the beauty I'm where I need to be Spinning with the sickness overcome by the change My head and my mind co-inciting in assault My actions transform to contention So I'm disaluding the truth Trading my will to comatose existence A price that never paid and always be owed Keep us alive hanging on a thread And crawling forward It's getting closer and closer to my demise Looking up at the sky Drop myself in the concrete Looking up at the sky IT was, Was it the end? Bodies were deceiving me Faces of death.