Knives, Gears and Wires (feat. Swiblet)

Find a place to hide

Terror's lurking through the night

We're survivors

Maimed and forced to bite

Guard our fortress with your life

Or be slaughtered

Thought to keep in mind

We have met our fate with knives, gears and wires

Short of ways to die

Vengeance will arrive in time

Bring the fire

We're free until the final hour

This fate we cannot escape

No mistakes, no decay

Reborn a child to a monster

Seeking what we once were

More than words

With every single passing hour

We grow stronger with rage, with hatred, with power

Naive you're asking for a slaughter

Hell's not getting warmer

We'll return

Spirits on our own

Not a place to call our home

Well no longer

Bar the closest door

Don't forget about your torch

You're in danger

Keep close to the floor

Frantic footsteps echo more

Don't alarm her

Management's a chore

Injury's the price of war

We're together

We're free until the final hour

This fate we cannot escape

No mistakes, no decay

Reborn a child to a monster

Seeking what we once were

More than words

With every single passing hour

We grow stronger with rage, with hatred, with power

Naive you're asking for a slaughter

Hell's not getting warmer

We'll return

When the power dries

You should probably close your eyes

'Til the bell rings

The night's a lovely place

It's our land with no escape

What did you think?

We tried to say goodbye

But you would not let us die

Now we're roaming

We tried to say goodbye

But you wouldn't let us die

Now we're roaming!

Yeah

We're free until the final hour

This fate we cannot escape

No mistakes, no decay

Reborn a child to a monster

Seeking what we once were

More than words

With every single passing hour

We grow stronger with rage, with hatred, with power

Naive you're asking for a slaughter

Hell's not getting warmer

We'll return

(We're free until the final hour)

(This fate we cannot escape)

(No mistakes, no decay)

(Reborn a child to a monster)

(Seeking what we once were)

(More than words)

(With every single passing hour)

(We grow stronger with rage, with hatred, with power)

(Naive you're asking for a slaughter)

Hell's not getting warmer

We'll return