Cult Of Personality

How did it feel to fail this life
How did it feel to be dragged down
Ill blooded, you “stand proud”
Just another dent in the damage
Now it all fades!
Now it all breaks!
Burned, bruised and broken you “stand proud”

Tired of listening to you whine, and all the times that you sold out
Justify the implications by yet another lie
Your moves and ways so slick, they just make me sick..
Do what the devil pleases and then die smiling

Battered, maimed and lost, waiting for your wounds to clot. Wait for the coldest of all nights, awake the bittersweet sedation
Battered, maimed and lost, I will no longer choke on all your empty words, without hope, without promise

How did it feel to be caged
How did it feel to live in fear
Burned, bruised and broken you “stand proud”
Just another dent in the damage

Now see all the severed ties, trace down the scars they left behind
The life that you’re pretending, slipping through your hands
I saw the demons outside, choking the ones from within
Do what the devil pleases and then die smiling

Battered, maimed and lost, waiting for your wounds to clot. Wait for the coldest of all nights, awake the bittersweet sedation
Battered, maimed and lost, I will no longer choke on all your empty words, without hope, without promise
Our final destination….

This is the coldest of all nights, hearts crushed in fear, all beaten down
Without hope, without promise
Burned, bruised and broken, wait for the coldest of all nights
Without hope, without promise….
Hearts crushed in fear all beaten down..