My wings are torn away
These words like knives
Inside the fields of all my life decay
A poison sword we swallow
We'll fall back
Sing for your hell
Sing for the lonely nights existing in hell
In a loveless world we seem to live
My wings are torn away
These words like knives
Inside the fields of all my life decay
A poison sword we swallow
We'll fall back
Sing for your hell
Sing for the lonely nights existing in hell
In a loveless world we seem to live
Sing for your hell
Sing for the lonely nights existing in hell
In a loveless world we seem to live
We'll suffocate
In the darkest place of the black market hell we live
And my wings are torn
We'll suffocate
In the darkest place of the black market hell I live
And my wings are torn
We'll suffocate
I want you guys to make some fucking noise
One last time
Come on, Chicago
One last time
Come on, make some fucking noise for me
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