World of sin.

Crawling through the thorns of your life,
Caught and tangled in the world of the night,

And lies, feed to you from your mothers.

Bottles in your mouth, to silence the voice,

no-one wants to hear you cry,

no-one wants hear your noise.

Speak now why you cant talk,

before you know it you will have nothing to say.

And the words you speak will just waste away.

Sooner or later we will all die,

Don't be the one to say "what if i was alive?"

Live for something and die for anything,

Because when he comes knocking at my door,

My bag will be packed and ill enjoy looking back,

On my world of sin .