• a blood as cold
    can write so thick
    upon the pen
    our fingers itch

    an oath we take
    to stay alive
    is buried deep
    within this guy

    our blood could never hold us near
    it doesn't matter, we don't care
    you can bring it down and let it tear
    it truly matters, how they stare

    the blood as hot
    can run liquid
    upon the blade
    my hand renegades

    an oath i took
    to disobey
    has now become
    my demise

    we hold our plea to the sky

    our blood could never hold us near
    it doesn't matter, we don't care
    you can bring it down and let it tear
    it truly matters, how they stare


    we hold our plea to the sky
    we hold our plea to the sky
    pray god we won't die