Come a resurrection.

Come a lord, reborn.

Make my pieces whole again.
And leave yours, forever torn.

I'm not certain of anything, that lies on the road ahead. Only I will live forever, and you are damned to death.

Scream if you want to.  I'm always gonna hear your cries.

Down in the heart of the brightest sun, a fire burns to die.

Bleed if you want to, I'm always gonna let you soar.

But know my end is misery. I am the oncoming storm.

I wasn't built for comfort.

I was made for speed.

Surround myself with trinkets and dolls that always bleed.

I'm not certain of anything, that lies on the road ahead. Only I will live forever, and you are damned to death.

Scream if you 

want to.  I'm always gonna hear your cries.

Down in the heart of the brightest sun, a fire burns to die.

Bleed if you want to, I'm always gonna let you soar.

But know my end is misery. I am the oncoming storm.

You'll end up just dust and bone, but I don't want to be alone.

Yeah.

Come an intersection, Of all the lords, reborn.

I am shattered pieces, unless I am adored.

I'm not certain of anything, that lies on the road ahead. Only I will live forever, and you are damned to death.

Scream if you 

want to.  I'm always gonna hear your cries.

Down in the heart of the brightest sun, a fire burns to die.

Bleed if you want to, I'm always gonna let you soar.

But know my end is misery. I am the oncoming storm.