Blood of all you had to loseI can feel your fearFear and weakness I see my ownIn the mirrors of your eyesCarved into a corner hopelessThere's death ahead and doom behindThere's a bad storm blowing inAnd most of us won't make itThe wreckage of your pastMeans nothing now forsake itThe memories cripple youYou're torn apart, you're down but stillAnd only feel the pain cause you let itBlood of all you had to losePick up the pieces with your broken handsAnd only feel the pain cause you let itBlood of all you had to losePick up the pieces with your broken handsWell there's theThose that do it, those that just do talkingWe're all torn to hell, let's burn or keep on walkingThe black hearts in their *Deep your death right in the windRight now it's do or dieHow will you choose to live?The memories that ruin youYou're torn apart, you're down but stillAnd only feel the pain cause you let itBlood of all you had to losePick up the pieces with your broken handsAnd only feel the pain cause you let itBlood of all you had to losePick up the pieces with your broken handsWe're all torn apart, you're down but stillAnd only feel the pain cause you let itBlood of all you had to losePick up the pieces with your broken handsYou're torn apart, you're down but stillWhat's the room?Hostility ensuesNo attempt to repentYour struggles vindicateThe illest of intentDie!And only feel the pain cause you let itBlood of all you hands alonePick up the pieces with your broken handsAnd only feel the pain cause you let itBlood of all you hands alonePick up the pieces with your broken handsWith your broken handsWith your broken hands