What is this sickness
That sits there, deep down inside
Walking in bullshit
Nothing seems quite right

I want redemption

I know this darkness around me
Felt it before
The dark has the power
To bring me down to the floor

Standing still, open doors
Feeling pain, can not move
Feeling scared, standing still

Better start something
Better than nothing
Can't go on seeing
All of these horrors

Eyes wide open, can't keep them shut
From this horror of the shame
Feel the pain, life's fucked up
Witness our horrors, real close up

Better start something
Better than nothing
Can't go on seeing
All of these horrors

Better start something
Can't go on seeing

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Writer(s): ANDREAS RUDOLF KISSER, DERRICK LEON GREEN, IGOR CAVALERA, PAULO XISTO JR. PINTO