Crimson Hands

Kinghorse
Shades of wax are melted down
With lust accompanied by sound
Reality is lost then found
Your world deserves a melting down
Woah ho ho
Suspicion leads me sinking down
With hate accompanied by sound
My isolation is lost then found
My world deserves its melting down
Woah ho ho
Melt it down
My thoughts defies my feeling
My heart knows where I stand
I must prepare to strike out
I will fight however I can
I am the one who slings the arrows
I am the one who makes the plans
I am the one born to kick it over
I am the boy with the crimson hands
Melt them down
Strike the fools who are lying to you
Burn them down
Strike out at the fools who are lying to you
You were born to kick it over