Modern Death

So can you tell me how you feel inside the beat of a child Or is it more dead then alive, fashioned in a sinful style I don't care - no Not at all I care of nothing So can you persuade me -i will for the dying.. - No star for the blackened youth The empyrean x-ray Yeah, distorted on hell's use The empyrean x-ray No mirror for the blinded youth, or that fucked up truth No hearts for the willing to live, from more than this world can give I don't care - no Not at all I care of nothing So can you persuade me -a will for the dying No star for the blackened youth The empyrean x-ray Yearh, distorted on hell's use The empyrean x-ray A design for the broken, a fistful of darkness for life Burnt out sick and frozen, can you feel the hatred No star for the blackened youth The empyrean x-ray Yearh, distorted on hell's use The empyrean x-ra