Far over the sky
There is a plague that will fall to the earth

Close your eyes
And clench your fists
For white knuckle drives
Down dead ends
Cover the exits
Block out the light
As voices call you to die (die)
To die in the grip of poison
Poison

Peace won't come in the night
As you stare lifelessly into me (I stare back)

Cover every mirror
Looking for the killer
Drowning in your weakness
You make me sick

There is no return from this
You have walked a path of death
Spare us the grief, the tears, and remorse
Breathe in venom, lose control

(The vein is weakened, you want to supply?)
Paralyze your will to live
Spare us the grief, finish what you started

Embrace the path to release
In the concrete underneath
Answers never seen, never found
Are waiting on the way down