Mushroomhead - Your Demise

Let your promise deflate, As your children grow irite With life, here inside, say goodbye In time, you'll have to face up to this Dying human race machine you prize, Your demise... Is such the pill to swallow Echoed, your words ring hollow, still You muster up some more lies So hard to realize your fate Through swollen, twisted, blinding eyes Pushing the taste of you and I Thru every hole Twist back your whole tomorrow Can't count the daze inside the vein That steel is crippling you now Tomorrow you won't know your name Breakdown and burn for all your worth In time to finish your last word In time you'll have to face upto this Dying human race machine you prize