Why do you need
To live in regret?
Is it your appetite to feel?
Your salvation is near
You just have to declare yourself
Guilty
Who do you expect
To keep you from hell?
Isn’t your saviour inside of it?
Your instinct is gone
They want you to think
That you come from a rib
It’s an illusion to make you weak
To justify their own incapacity
Are they supposed to set you free
Creating demons from their morality?
I’d rather burn in hell
I’m going down instead(x2)
I’m going down
How does it feel to crave for your death?
Is it your appetite to feel?
Once you’re alive
They’ll never forget
You are guilty
How would you hide from the stupid guilt?
If you believe the sins
They made to submit
It’s an illusion to make you weak
To justify their own incapacity
Are they supposed to set you free
Creating demons from their morality?
I’d rather burn in hell
I’m going down instead(x3)
Deep and deeper
I’d rather burn in hell
Deep and deeper
I’m going down instead