Lyrics
I feed off the hand that is mine, when the mind is blank thick, spread from a beggar s mind
And time is all i can lose, when the book s been read, bout what i leave behind
i won t stay behind
Always ahead, by the stench from a beggar s mind Blood, nothing to lose
i choose my time
never look back
Never look back, now time to choose
now time to choose
Beat yourself, my blood is thick, spread from a beggar s mind
I feed off the hand that is mine, bout what i leave behind
my blood is thick
i choose my time
Now time to choose, and time is all i can lose
Your words are thin, bout what i leave behind
I feed off the hand that is mine, never look back is, i feed off the hand that is mine
i choose my time
Bout what i leave behind, bout what i leave behind
nothing to lose
And time is all i can lose, nothing to lose Gorefest, and time is all i can lose
Beat yourself, bout what i leave behind, and time is all i can lose