Now I lay me down to sleep

For the Reaper my soul to steal or keep

Wondering at the end of life

Will I awaken again tonight

Beat down, Slapped up, Kicked around

Bastard son of this hell-hole town

Living on dream and broken lies

People of the world are none the wise

The prodigal son he has returned

Time to make this city burn

Stomping on skulls no place like home

Trail of devastation in which I roam

Wait, Wait, I’m not the chosen one

Wait, Wait, what have I just become

Wait, Wait, don’t look me in the eye

Wait, Wait, no place to run and hide

Wait, Wait, darkness deepens inside

Wait, Wait, this is my last goodbye