Paroles: Skold. Skold. Chaos.

Chaos...
Power, money, holy roads
Information overload
Leave me in the bitter cold to die
Killing time has just begun
Clinging to a holy gun
Leave me in the blazing sun to die
You get nothing
Except what you steal
I've got a cut in my soul
That just won't heal

Inject myself with cyanide
Break on through to the other side
Gimme one more try
One last lie goodbye

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