Lyrics

Impulsive state
Born of primal rage
A means to live today
Crimson the eye will crave
Unnatural
Urge to slay
A choice that bleeds
To purge those from the light

A will to stay
A force to brave
The stones are cast
And follow to the grave
A mask to wear
A sin to bear
The life to spare or
Just a skull to cave

God chose to play
For a chance you must pay
Strike the role onto you
Bring the wicked to doom
Do you see past the smoke
Do you cower to flame

A soul to burn
The cost to learn
The putrid cleanse
Was not yours to decide
A stain in time
Bring forth the mind
Who wields the stone when
It's your turn to die

Do you see it the same
When your hand's soiled red
Just a life nothing more
Was it true