Destroy all or nothing. . I dreamed I died, ended up at the gates of Heaven. Greeted by a man Saint someone, said how's the ride son?. It's been alright, at times a little rough, why am I here?.
Every time you speak my name. My image it just burns away. Every time you speak my name. My image it just burns away. . Gimme that. . I could care less than for your grandiosity.