Last In Line The Sickness
It seems the time has come
All the wars are won
And none of this will last
The past is in the past
The sky has opened up
The father filled my cup
Send us back your son
This is the sickness
It will infect you
This is the sickness behind the cure
Lies disguised in truth
The victims of our youth
Wash it clean so I can start a life anew
Everything in time
And vengence will be mine
And so long overdue
This is the sickness
It will infect you
Come and bear witness
You are the truth
This is the sickness
Your soul is black, never pure
This is the sickness behind the cure
Behind the cure
This is the sickness
It will infect you
Come and bear witness
Cause you are the truth
This is the sickness
Your soul is black, never pure
This is the sickness behind the cure
Behind the cure
Behind the cure
Behind the cure
Behind the cure
Behind the cure
Behind the cure
This is the sickness behind the cure
