Android Lust Wicked Days
Hey come away
what see my eyes
thoughts on my mind
bitter days
We move undercover
as crows deliver
the crown to the foul and the dumb
Dead come again
Present my soul
Trapped and begone
Wicked days
The masses that cradled their faith
They long lost the use of their head
We are fading fast
Numbers are failing at last
So let's kill the king once again
Speak, not again
No human heart
Stands once apart
Troubled days
We are fading fast
Numbers are failing at last
So let's kill the king once again
