There's an evil virus that's threatening mankind. Not state of the art; a serious state of the mind. The muggers, the backstabbers, the two-faced elite.
The freeway is jammed. and it's backed up for miles. The car is an oven and baking is wild. Nothing is ever the way it should be. What we deserve we just don't get you see.
(Bayley, Gers). . There are no marks upon a man. That can say he's good or bad. No label and no tell tale sign. That can show he's full of lies. . *By your deeds you will be known.
I'm running out of my time, I'm running out of breath. And now it's getting so I can't sleep at night. In the day, feel like death.. . I'm getting in far too deep, I feel them closing in.
Como esta amigo. For the death of those we don't know. Shall we kneel and say a prayer. They will never know we care. Shall we keep the fires burning.