Texty: Vendetta Red. Cut Your Noose EP. Por Vida.

So I spilled out my guts to look past my regrets, and I sang to the heavens as I bled from my neck.
I said, "Thanks for your patience, God, and all your wisdom and strength." I said, "Thanks for the suffering," as I sang for the dead. They lived for the living God and you ignored every word.
And we all grow old and die as our pleas go unheard.
So I walked through the valley and I tried to forget how I loved every moment of the life that I left.
We were all cheated by brothers.
We were all lied to by friends.
No one can save us from God, not even death.
So cast off what is mortal and discard all your dreams,
They all turn to shit in the end and you wake up in hell.
Why fear the unknown, when the present's as painful as being ignored?