As the clock is melting next to me I lose track of the time No recollection of what I've done It was an altered state of the mind One hit, then we hit the floor Two beating hearts collide You know I don't want any part of this Of this murder made suicide Now there's no chance for God to save us We made our choices In guilt we'll harvest Bad seeds, dead voices (Woah-oh-ah-oh) Sing hymns of worship In the hour of need We splatter the walls with the red we bleed Scene 2, and "cut to chase" I retrace the scene of the crime Nothing happening on my watch and forever never on my dime This city, it lies awake No sleep for the wicked inside It's a rat race, baby and the only choice is embrace or epitomize Now there's no chance for God to save us We made our choices In guilt we'll harvest Bad seeds, dead voices (Woah-oh-ah-oh) Sing hymns of worship In the hour of need We splatter the walls with the red we bleed Red we bleed Red we bleed Red we bleed Red we bleed We made our choices We made our choices (Woah-oh-ah-oh) We made our choices We made our choices (Woah-oh-ah-oh) We made our choices In guilt we'll harvest Bad seeds, dead voices (Woah-oh-ah-oh) Sing hymns of worship In the hour of need We splatter the walls with the red we bleed Red we bleed Red we bleed Red we bleed