Gimme a bite of the apple, poisoned
I'm running out of choices, and I'm
Tired of all these voices running
In the static noises, I am forever paranoid
Forced to watch myself at war
Everything I touch is all destroyed
Returning to the earth's bedrock
I haven't a tear to shed, only blood
Upon these very hands I was born with
These palms will be my soul erased,
Nullify the pain,...