The fire in your veins is just a joke you tell yourself
Another way to cut the cost, hide your face from all the
guilt
And it's a shame
to have to say you had to kill to gain control
But at least you made some money, hey let the good times
roll
It's your dream to be the king
of all creation
As far as I'm concerned you've hung your shadow
on the wall
And though your fingers never really pulled the trigger
Your hands are just as guilty, you're the one who brought the
blood