Текст песни «Fit For Rivals - Cut Off Your Hands»

Pass this on as myaepilogue.
Heartless, selfish,aalone they'll fall.
Light theamatch, breathe in deep Iacried.
Lock the doors, let themaburn inside.
Cut off your handsathere's no escaping.
You try toaget up to severe theacraving.
Redrawn, appease thisacon, and recess back to whatayou've become.
The end isaneigh, fading intoanight.
Vengeance, consequence,aleft entwined.
Abhor theahopeless, apprise this crime, soonaeverything will be alright.
Youathink I've had enough, but I'm notagiving up.
You think I've hadaenough.
And I say.