Testo Grace The Fulcrum

Be the sound
that runs through my head
me I'm already dead

If the Smoke from town,
that tears the skyline down,
is any indication that it's time
Blood in my veins and what do I do?
Poison my brain and act like a fool!
Woah oh woahooho

A step, and I'm sure
this is what I've been fighting for.
two decades rolling on with no regret

It begins again
with every breath that I take in, and the air is tasting different now, my friend

Blood in my veins and what do I do?
Poison my brain and act like a fool!
Woah oh woahooho