i'm not as faithful as i used to be
because of tragedy
and the last few months
and what you've said to me
you said that you'd pay up
you knew i wanted blood
you knew it'd never be enough
the song we'd been singing
has died in our throats
the ship is sinking with
no chance of rescue, no lifeboat
they say "in peaceful conditions
a war-like man often turns upon himself"
well, peace is a relative term
sometimes "peace'' feels just like hell
some things only fools understand
how could i expect you to tell?