Vārdi:
I Killed The Prom Queen The Paint Brush Killer

and into history's path and what we call Hope is nothing but a selfish lie and individual suggestions Strokes of a brush fades away Strokes of a brush

torment of your lies tumble onto me, The torment of your lies tumble onto me, Tumbles onto me like an avalance tumbles onto me like an avalance TO KILL

torment of your lies tumble onto me, The torment of your lies tumble onto me, Tumbles onto me like an avalance tumbles onto me like an avalance TO KILL