Lyrics

Look to the west and see fire and the east is flood
Look down beneath your feet see nothing but plantation's mud
Look into their eyes and see how vastly you are outgunned
Look behind you and see your family just addicted to blood

You will not get your promised exit

Write the numbers on your arm fresh every night
Wonder aloud to anyone on the nature of your blood type
Make a wall of your friends hold them as they break
And home alone in your kitchen your hands have begun to shake

You will not get your promised exit

Try like hell to think of new ways to possibly restart
Cry for help for a couple of days then go completely dark

It was a dream
It was all a dream
But it's not a dream
It was real
What you did to my friends

When you're perfect what will you do
When they come to drain you of all your blood