When there's no room left in Hell
You find your way back to me
Convinced that I couldn't tell
You're a friend turned enemy
Craving your pound of flesh
Planted doubt in everyone's head
Feeding on this looming stress
Caused by these lies that you've spread
Bringing forth my apocalypse
From your bloody poisoned lips

You're nothing, but a zombie
Crawling back to me
What's dead should stay buried
In ashes and dust between us
Can't you see, you're now dead to me
A shuffling husk who...