We watched our steps in the land of the dead. You were nothing more to me than a death sentence. Your voice speaks only poison words bathed in a bloody tongue that lies and twists the truth. All this time I've spent selling my soul for you; I swear I'll never go. Open the door and take a step in. Open your eyes and seek the truth.
credits
from EP,
released August 23, 2009
Sean Kelly, Joshua Jacquot, Justin Juroe, Shane Lopez, Sean McLaughlin
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