Texty: How It Ends. So Shall It Be. Painkiller.

Searing, the air around me burns
Suffering, the way, the way to make it stop

Trapped, Painkiller
Darkness, Painkiller

Nothing but torn, shredded, hope
Darkness, Painkiller

And, without it there?s no, no ledge to stand on
Dulls, the edges, of shattered, shattered bones
Shattered bones

No peace in life, peace, in death
No way to turn bad to good
To put me to rest, no

Trapped, Painkiller
Darkness, Painkiller