Remission 歌词

No one can choose who wins or lose This game that they call life Manic depressive chaos, sharp as knives One on one or two by two Intentions to rip and maim Fate is pre-planned Putting God to shame Remission Remission Current events anger prevents Yes the world goes on All of your future plans have all gone Never remorse on your past course For fucked things you have done Don't ever retreat Cuz there's no place left to run Remission Remission Remission Remission Raise your fist up to the sky Satan laughing while you die Demons grap your balls and make you scream Never before, choose your right door You'll come out ahead Don't play all your cards, you're sure to wind up dead Some people pray and some wish away To end all this grief You try to touch the ground But there's no relief Remission Remission Remission Remission