In The Distance There's A Young Girl Crying
She Couldn't Know That Her Friends Were Lying
She's Taken Something That Has Reached It's Limit
Just One Last Hope It Doesn't Take Her Spirit
They're Lost In A Dream
It's All What It Seems
The Darkness Is A Sign To Start The Game
They're Playing With Fire
Just Feeding Desire
The Innocent Will Always Take The Blame
Wait Until Tomorrow
To Embrace Your Sorrow
Next In Line Get It On Time
They're Making All Their Money With The Street Cartel
It's Just An Evil Combination
Next In Line Get It On Time
They're Making All Their Money With Their Evil Spell
Meet The Mortal Association
Making All The Money
This Just Ain't So Funny
The Blood On Their Hands
Will Stay In The Sand
They Hide Behind The Wall That They Command
The Ones Who Escape
Still Chained By There Hate
Will Always Know, That They Were Not Too Late
Wait Until Tomorrow
To Embrace Your Sorrow
Next In Line Get It On Time
They're Making All Their Money With The Street Cartel
It's Just An Evil Combination
Next In Line Get It On Time
They're Making All Their Money With Their Evil Spell
Meet The Mortal Association
Making All The Money
This Just Ain't So Funny
Selling All Those Lost Souls
All There Names In Vain
Wait Until Tomorrow
To Embrace Your Sorrow
Got To Be A Reason
Why They Want To Hurt Their People