[00:19.02]Like the wicked rule the weak[00:19.83]Like all conquerors have their keep[00:27.78]I'll tear my marks into your arms[00:33.57]Paralyzed but still you're charmed[00:35.55]Like the great white circles it's prey[00:43.65]I rise above their deceiving ways[00:44.82]Liars... Your hollow words play a hollow tune[02:12.90]My eyes fueled the flames[03:25.83]As i'm dancing, on your grave[03:32.43]Like the great white circles it's prey[03:43.98]Desert sands, mourning souls...[03:45.63]I'll tear my marks into your arms[03:49.71]Paralyzed yet still you're charmed[03:52.02]Like the wicked rule the weak[03:53.25]Like all conquerors have their keep[03:54.03]Liars... your hollow words play a hollow tune