No pressure here
No light for years
Red will down
God help us all
I'm guilty
I'm hiding it well
Conscience calls
The guilty home
There just below the surface of the concrete lives the devil's son
We captured time
We filmed it all
Close your eyes
You should not see
I'm dead but I'm taking it well
Pray for hell
Pray for us
Conserve the vile the end begins
You don't want to give that away
You don't want to be so f*cking needed
You don't want to see it
All the ends come marching in
Beginning to open up the sky and
Reach your hand in
Thought i didn't know
Thought i...
God damn