I'm scared to get close,
And I hate being alone.
I long for that feeling, To not feel at all.
The higher I get, The lower I'll sink.
I can't drown my demons, They know how to swim.
I'm scared to get close, And I hate being alone.
I long for that feeling, to not feel at all.
The higher I get, The lower I'll sink.
I can't drown my demons, They know how to swim.

Harmony is harmony is harmony is not with us - harmony is not with us living hell is coming.
Harmony is harmony is harmony is not with us - harmony is not with us living hell is coming.
Misery is waiting at the gates of Armageddon.
Misery is waiting at the gates of Armageddon.
Raging fires will burn the very souls of dead and dying.
Mortal is the hope of anyone who’s even trying!