Texty: Spoken. History Erased.

On the heels of the sons of hell, the viper defines it's path.
How many times have you sworn to God that you would forget your past?
Spreading lies and taking lives, he stands beside and laughs.
this son of hell won't last

your fortress will fall.
history can't be undone, but it can be erased.

inside your heart is made of stone and slowly it begins to break.
you feel the chills run up your spine and they crawl upon your neck.
spreading lies and taking lives he stands beside and laughs.
this son of hell won't last.

your fortress will fall.
history can't be undone, but it can be erased.
fortress without walls.
history can't be undone, but it can be erased.

inside your heart is made of stone and one day it will break.
now their hearts have turned to stone with promises you break