Hey, what do you think
Hey, what do you do
Everything is f*cked up
Seems nobody's got a clue
Hey, what do you think
Hey, what do you do
I got a rope around my neck
Hey, my future is pitch black
Pitch black (x4)
Pitch black
There's nothing left to see
Pitch black
No time to disagree
Pitch black
We're crawling down the cave
Into society`s own grave
Pitch black
It's like we're their cattle
Devouring ourselves
The don't know how deep they'll fall
Their critical angle of attack
Brings society to stall
Pitch black
There's nothing left to see
Pitch black
No time to disagree
Pitch black
We're crawling down the cave
Into society`s own grave
Pitch black
Pitch black (x4)
Come to me
I am here
Yes, it's, pitch black
Think off the beaten track
The idea becomes a sun
Just hold my hand
And start to run
Creation always leads to stain
They might kill you again and again
Life is sex, is his crown
I'll never let you down
Creation always leaves a stain
They might kill - again and again
But life is existence's crown
I'd never let you down
Pitch black
I wiil never let you down
Pitch black
I will never let you down
Pitch black
Pitch black
Pitch black
