Live or Die

Void of light
 Apocalypse
 Anti-Christ
 So blasphemous
 We could have it all
 Or dwell in eternal darkness
 An open wound will never heal
 Suffering is the only real consciousness
 Wilted in the rotting flesh
 A seed is sown in the putrid decay
 A glimmer of hope in the face of death
 Lying dormant in a grave of reeking betray
 In the end the body will rot
 But we are given the choice to decide
 Hell wasn't made for us
 Born with the choice, live or die
 Live or die
 Live or die
 In the end the body will rot
 But we are given the choice to decide
 Hell wasn't made for us
 Born with the choice, live or die
 Void of light
 Apocalypse
 Anti-Christ
 So blasphemous
 We could have it all
 Or dwell in eternal darkness
 An open wound will never heal
 Suffering is the only real consciousness
 Hell wasn't made for us
 Hell wasn't made for us
 Hell wasn't made for us
 Don't give in to the wicked son
 Hell wasn't made for us
 Don't give in to the wicked son
 Wilted in the rotting flesh
 A seed is sown in the putrid decay
 A glimmer of hope in the face of death
 Lying dormant in a grave of reeking betray
 In the end the body will rot
 But we are given the choice to decide
 Hell wasn't made for us
 Born with the choice, live or die
 Live or die
 Live or die
 In the end the body will rot
 But we are given the choice to decide
 Hell wasn't made for us
 Born with the choice, live or die