Grind it
 Grind it

 Black is the night long is the day
 Feelings inside slipping away
 Raise my threshold for the pain 
 Object of my dark disdain

 Grind it 
 Grind it 

 Kicked in the teeth by what lies beneath
 I thought I was blind but now I see
 You were leading me down such a primrose path
 Don’t look back for the die is cast

 Grind it 
 Grind it 

 Stabbed in the back by the knife you wield
 You will never know just how it feels 
 Remember dark pretender
 These are the terms of your surrender!

 Grind it
 I’ve got to grind it out
 Grind it
 I’ve got to grind it out