Spit in the face
DayshellI won't be here tomorrow
Cut these wrists it will be in your name
Not alive, I'm broken with terrible fortune
It's cruel and we both know it
Show yourself so the both of we can see you
We hold the future eyes in our hands
Extinguish flames with fire
You bring me down when I'm feeling lonely
Feed the rich and starve all the hungry
Crucify the sun, but it doesn't add up
No it doesn't add up, no
(Rise, rise, rise)
Spit in the face of the king
(Rise, rise, rise)
Spit in the face of the king
Call me blind, call me whatever you want
I won't exist tomorrow
Cut these wrists it will be in your name
We hold the future eyes in our hands
Extinguish flames with fire
You bring me down when I'm feeling lonely
Feed the rich and starve all the hungry
Crucify the sun, but it doesn't add up
No it doesn't add up, no
You bring me down when I'm feeling lonely
Feed the rich and starve all the hungry
Crucify the sun, but it doesn't add up
No it doesn't add up, no
(Rise, rise, rise)
Spit in the face of the king
(Rise, rise, rise)
Spit in the face of the king
(What are these voices?)
(Are they out for blood?)
What if we meet at the gates
I think you owe me an apology, for what you told me
(You bring your horses)
I'll bring an army
You bring me down when I'm feeling lonely
Feed the rich and starve all the hungry
Crucify the sun, but it doesn't add up
No it doesn't add up, no
You bring me down when I'm feeling lonely
Feed the rich and starve all the hungry
Crucify the sun, but it doesn't add up
No it doesn't add up, no
(Rise, rise, rise)
Spit in the face of the king
(Rise, rise, rise)
Spit in the face of the king