Finally, soon she sees
You're out of luck
Fire, I breathe

Brace yourself
Take all the things you need
To prepare a fight against the creed

A little late, I called your bluff
Deadbolted shut, I'm feeling stuck

Pace yourself
Take all the things you need
To prepare a fight against the creed

You'll regret to say so here I fucking stay
Forever a part, a piece of your display