To Kill. Vultures. The Burial Of The Dead. Zeneszám

You run your mouth, but no one is listening, we just don't fucking care. Too many times we've been waiting for answers or questions, too many times you were not there. Live your life waiting for me to fail, and I do fail. I do fall. my only committment is still being here and remembering all the times I have risen on my knees. You'll swallow your words, you'll swallow your pride and then, where's your crown king nothing?