The vigilante: death or disgrace

If I keep running with my eyes closed
I'll never pull away
From the past, from the pain
From the ones who died screaming my name
I'll never stop
I'll decapitate my way to the top
I've just got to deal with this
Fear, of what's to come
Cos if I fail well
There ain't gonna be no room
For this emotional black hole
And what that would entail
If perchance I could prevail
What a tale we could spin
Oh how the spider's of sin

Death smiles at the end of the line
She's got her finger on the time
Yeah death's a bitch, she can never not win
And life's as hollow as a mannequin's grin so...

I'll be the life of the party (can't you tell oh can't you tell)
If that party's a wake (oh can't you tell it can't you tell)
I'll be the bane of society baby
No I just can't live with your mistakes no...

It's time to make amends
But I'm too scared to take control
It's like I only smile to pretend
That I don't care, I'll meet you there
On the blackest side of night
Trust me, I'll make them pay for what they stole

I would like to meet the voice inside my head
And tell him to relax, relax, relax
RELAPSE!
Fuck all this bullshit we tried,
I don't believe you...
Would you rather they both lived and you'd died
I'm such a fool
I'm sick of always feeling like
I'm failing to impress
It's like I'm panic in distress
I need a hypodermic in...

It's time to make amends
But I'm too scared to take control
It's like I only smile to pretend
That I don't care, I'll meet you there
On the blackest side of night
(Can you make it alright?
Will you stand up and fight?
Or will you just give in and die?)
Fuck knows but I'll tell you one think, baby
I'll make them pay for what they stole

I look up into the sky and I see what I dream
I look up into the sky and I see a monster
I reach out with each hand
Searching for one last embrace
I'll see you there
Through death or disgrace...

It's time...
FUCK YOU!
But I'm too scared to take control
It's like I only smile to pretend
That I don't care, I'll meet you there
And we'll never grow old
(Can you make it alright?
Will you stand up and fight?
Or will you just give in and die?)
We'll be together again
On the blackest side of night