Is this the end of everything? This is not a game This pain this fear in solitude Holding you under, under the flame Praise your god, strike him Fake him, and promise him nothing I will see it all go down No blood between the lines You say it will be found Your blood between the lines Save your face for the killing fields No more leading grace in you Segregate this alliance Holding you under, under the flame Praise your god, strike him Fake him, and promise him nothing I will see it all go down No blood between the lines You say it will be found Your blood between the lines I will see it all go down No blood between the lines You say it will be found Thankful for blood between the lines The Blooded line Thankful for blood between the lines Will you take this all? Depending on