There'll be blood on my hands
When the streets are painted black and all souls have left your sight
The first raindrops start to fall, omens of composure's blight
And the drizzle's getting harsh, turns into rain, into a flood
The humidity is rising and firm ground's becoming mud
Under water column's force your whole body starts to bend
This is cheerfulnesses end
Teardrops of agony
Sending my mind to war
Forming rivers of apathy
While get ready for the
Downpour
When the heavy rain pounds on your chest
Downpour
And the air's so thick it chokes your breath
Downpour
When your heart starts beating to the rhythm of my name
Downpour
And your legacy is laced with shame
I do not owe you any answers, I'm a symptom, nothing more
Desperate times are imminent, the rain a courier of war
And with every inch that you drag yourself over the floor
The asphalt scrapes your body while your mind is screaming more
Are you really masochistic or is that your OCD?
Say it: You belong to me
Teardrops of agony
Sending my mind to war
Forming rivers of apathy
While get ready for the
Downpour
When the heavy rain pounds on your chest
Downpour
And the air's so thick it chokes your breath
Downpour
When your heart starts beating to the rhythm of my name
Downpour
And your legacy is laced with shame
Red
I see red
The rain
Pours war into my head
Downpour
When the heavy rain pounds on your chest
Downpour
And the air's so thick it chokes your breath
Downpour
When your heart starts beating to the rhythm of my name
Downpour
And your legacy is laced with shame
Shame
Shame
Shame
Shame