Into the Burning Hole
A Split-Second - Kiss of Fury
Petrified defender with a shotgun in his hands
You have to kill illusions when they no longer stand a chance
Pale blue faces in the snow
Where did all the feelings go?
To hate is such a simple act
why can't we make it last
Fill my heart with solitude and weeping acid rain
The feelings I have killed for you I'll never feel again
it's a fire that burns you out
But spinning in this tidal wave
There is no room for doubt