Time out of mind
I rest my wings
Under heavy rain
Rebuilt my cells, regenerate
Each breath I take
I relieve the pain
Explode
And turn to light
You are condemned
You are dead to me
Now that I rise from my sties
And spread my wings
I'll be your nemesis
I'll be the blood on your hands.
Wake me, wake me up
Let me out
This thing is tearing my head
I'll be the blood on your hands