Your blood runs cold 

Colder then the fear 

I n your eyes 

And mine wont look away this time 

T he life you led 

H as cut through your souls depth 

N ow its your hour 

Its time to reap what youve sewn 

Cower 

The lifes you rape are not your own 

Its our eyes that blind 

Cut out the ones that look away 

M y weakness ends 

So does the reign of your destrucion 

Power 

Cut through the weakness 

Break the bones 

In hands that hold me back 

Hour 

Its time to reap what youve sewn 

Cower 

The lifes you rape 

Your blood runs cold 

Your blood runs cold 

Break the bones 

In hands that hold me back 

Break the bones 

That hold me back