Pinhead Gunpowder New Blood
Don't look back on your last
Days of burning down the ground
From where you stand
Don't count out on your back
The ashes of your last
Destroyed heirloom
When you can't choose
Your own worst ememy
And the years you prove
The choosen one is you
Don't look back on your last
Years of tradgedy you'd just assume to forget
And through hese scars
I pump new blood
My life support systems are gone
Alas... Still standing
And I'm on my own
New blood-- old skin
