Anata Complete Demise
Standing in a pool of blood
Amnesia
My beloved ones in piles
Injustice: I'm alive
Blood on my hands
Now I remember their faces
Horrified, in a moment of despair
So you want to be saved?
Then get out of my way
Because your killer
Can never be your Christ
And I bring nothing
But complete demise
So get out of here
I will only bring you down
Save yourself, I can't help
Because I just can't help myself
Blood on my hands
I can imagine your face
Horrified, in a moment
Because your killer
Can never be your Christ
And I bring nothing
But complete demise
