Witch Hunt کے بول

Why do you need To live in regret? Is it your appetite to feel? Your salvation is near You just have to declare yourself Guilty Who do you expect I'd rather burn in hell To keep you from hell? Isn't your saviour inside of it? Your instinct is gone They want you to think That you come from a rib It's an illusion to make you weak To justify their own incapacity Are they supposed to set you free Creating demons from their morality? I'd rather burn in hell I'm going down instead I'd rather burn in hell I'm going down instead I'm going down How does it feel to crave for your death? Is it your appetite to feel? Once you're alive They'll never forget You are guilty How would you hide from the stupid guilt? If you believe the sins They made to submit It's an illusion to make you weak To justify their own incapacity Are they supposed to set you free Creating demons from their morality? I'd rather burn in hell I'm going down instead I'd rather burn in hell I'm going down instead I'm going down I'd rather burn in hell I'm going down instead Deep and deeper I'd rather burn in hell Deep and deeper I'm going down instead