Danza III:the Series Of Unfortunate Events

This is it, the stories are all true. I'm doing 98 on the interstate coming to get you I see the tanks rolling in already picking spots Not too much longer until this city's hot They will never find us though I know where we can go. West of this town

The beaten trail speaks through me They were taken from their homes to live in captivity And I know it won't be long before Their revenge speaks through me This is my past that speaks through me Execution of the most brutal order In the history of Am

I've seen these walls move I've seen these walls breathe There is no illusion to these scenes, Animated cages, hostage screams, Screams I've seen these walls move The past has stains that have Coated the surface of this place Abyss shows the dark of

Take away all my words, all my thoughts. My hopes, my dreams, my ghost, As ink soaks through my skin. Trust no one, I use only strict discipline My habit is only routine This shows my life as it seems. My past seeks revenge It's when I close my eyes