Souls of broken homes
Are loathing
Molds of broken drones
Are drowning
We've dove, into this bowl
Of Magma
Just to bridge to bridge our myth of existence
This land our welcome home (My Home)
Well below demons spawning
This land with no control (My Home)
Enticed by flames engulfing
My eyes, my sins, my love and then my friends
How long can I pretend
There has to be a way to make this end
Can you see me
I'm lost...
Can't you free me
You make me sick
I'm disowned
By my family
My friends are bold
These reckless allied freaks
We roam this globe
And take what's owed
The hustle goes
When the struggle grows
Can't you see me
I'm lost
Can't you free me
(AHHH)
Can't you see me
I'm lost
Can't you free me
I'm engulfed
Trapped in my mind with no body or soul
In this land with no love and there's no self-control
Where we wander these streets like these forsaken clones
Just the color of our skin and a corpse filled with holes
Nothing but black, nothing but colored
All holds us back and pretend there's no motives
Now lose our shit with emotions eroded
We pull out the 9 in our pants and unload it
Load it
Load it
Load it
(AHHH)
Load it (Load it)
Load it (Load it)
Load it
(AAHHH)
Take your lies, you've failed, lost cause
Erased our blood and homes
Sold our own for debts and gold
To pale skinned men so bold
I will reap