Tell me any lie that you want It's more than I know You said the words yourself Tell me any lie that you want And I will follow The clock to stop the blood In shoot our hearts Woe upon the ones we love And to those our hearts are wound There a darkness rises up Every scream of blood Think about the burning strainds Woah I'm on fire Wrapped up in this flare For what it's worth It's tired and old To mark the ground We rape to own In shoot our hearts Woe upon the ones we love And to those our hearts are wound There a darkness rises up Every scream of blood And we're all trying to Not shoot up the strains And we're all trying to Not shoot up the strains To lie upon the ones we love And to those you do your worst Pull the flags up from your door And rinse the blood