In A Hail Of Deadly Bullets - The Arcane Order

There is no determination

On hate I thrive to avoid oblivion

Faithless — There is still blood on the floor

It’s so authentic you better just admit it

Endlessly pursuing the dark that lies in you

Smothering on the failure of others

A threnody we bare witness to

This is the last time

We ride after gold

Burning forever in the sky

Everytime I fight for revolution

A part of me is dying

My youth is lost

In a hail of deadly bullets

In a hail of deadly bullets

Repeat chorus

Everytime I fight for revolution

A part of me is dying

My youth is lost

In a hail of deadly bullets

…Of all the others

A threnody inside these infinite structures