Words

In vampire hours
On roads unpaved
The doubts are made
The circle breaks
The fever burns
This senseless night will not unlearn

I’ll wear your down
I’ll bleed you dry
Your fear will show
Each crooked thought
Inside your mind, your rival knows

The broken backs
The loaded gun
Forgotten sons
The praying hands
The trumped up lie, All good must die

We run from the fire
We run from the knowing
We run from our homes
No need to stay, no need to go
We’re all alone
Your poison smile
Your last goodbye
Your rival knows, your rival knows

We kill for time
We kill for comfort
We kill for gold
We live a lie
We’ll soon discover
A debt is owed

I’ll wear your down
I’ll bleed you dry
Your fear will show
Each crooked thought
Inside your mind
Your rival knows.
Your rival, your rival, your rival knows

• 1. Set To Burn