There is no end
To the giving up
To the cycle
That seeks to remain hidden
Because we cannot deny
Our own nature
We are slaves to appetite
We are bound for destruction
Some days, the sun does not rise.
There is no end
To the giving up
To the cycle
That seeks to remain hidden
Because we cannot deny
Our own nature
We are slaves to appetite
We are bound for destruction
Some days, the sun does not rise.