Don't think before you speak
Every death is two more lives
If this storm ever ends
Their dreams will come true

But not with blood tainted shirts
Bullet holes in every seam
Memories of dead best friends
No more nights of peaceful sleep

Let tyranny become the tool of destruction
Let death rule every corner (of your existence)
Let yourself cry to your bed every night
Scars built on your heart never close

Tearing eyes will die, vengeance will overcome me
Every battle fought so I could scream at night...