To Live on Borrowed Time
Desire, for your admiration.Conspire, for the suffocation.The smiles from the dead,everything that has been said,never waking from this dream,never end my silent scream.To live on borrowed time,to die in these hands of mine,To live in borrowed skin,to die in mortal sin.I can feel this pain inside,every time my mind sets fire,my soul tries to hard to hide,every time I feel I die.BURN...BURN...BURN...BURN YOUR SOUL AND HEART TO ASH AND BURN!