Fiends

Waking up to the sound of alarms The sirens play their song (let's go, let's go, let's go) We all saw it coming But still it feels so wrong I tried to let it go, but still my blood is boiling For those who did me wrong, the reckoning is coming Frantic steps into pitch black night It's like we're walking on coal Don't know if they're closing in I'd rather live than know I tried to let it go, but still my blood is boiling For those who did me wrong, the reckoning is coming The flow and ebb of hate, it goes both ways It's good to feel something, when I'm left out here with nothing The flow and ebb of hate, it goes both ways It's good to feel something, when I'm left out here with nothing