Twisted - Wrong

Teeth could be fangs
A child is bound to be a man
One day you will see
What this comes down to be
Envy..becomes a fuel
Anger will one day lead you
One day you will see
What I really mean

Here comes no sunshine
Here, the lords of time
Here, they proclaimed a right
Never theirs but all listen in fright
No more hope, only despair
It's far more difficult to care
When you can just take us down
For the man and the child are bound

The man regrets his way
He wants to run away
He's been pushed across the line
He's broken, they broke him inside
Enraged "God, I'll make them pay!"
Take back the words next day
Darkness is my right wrong
Hear them sing my song

Hear their prayers
Fullfilled by payers
This is a coward's place
The one who needs to hide his face
We're all gonna die surely
So we might as well not be in a hurry
We're all gonna die very slow
So we might as well gather souls