Текст песни Dead Souls

Were you a son of a gun? Were you a fancy boy? Were you a fail? Did you hide under your face? The flam of your mistakes To win again My soul is fading away My soul is fading away Nothing for what you betrayed it's true Nothing in that sack of shit is true No one will be safe for your sake How much for your ethics and your thoughts? How much for your fucking comfort zone? How much for remaining in my hell? My soul is fading away Our souls are fading away