Prepare Yourself Songtext
von Confessor

Blinded by your hate
Lunacy strikes again
A virgin is your mind
Control my vanity
In this house you′re born
Victim lies alive
Your fate has now been torn
The sacred tears dried

You lie there to match
The end is in sight
Disfigure yourself
The edge of your life


Fixation growing near
The conflict is your cry
You cower at your life
Prepare yourself to die
Inhale the winds of doom
Prepare yourself to die

Tear and torture
Your reprieve has
Coved to passion
For recognition

Fall, you bastard
To another's hand
Fake, false laughter
The false friend
Submit sanity
Taunt to tease them

Follow me on the way
Your dues will soon be paid
Control a prayer
Walk alone to prepare