Fall of the House of Death

Stare in the face of the grim death
Screaming monsters bring me to deafness
My dagger and swagger are useless
in the faze of the mirror
When the mirror is made of my face

This is the house of death
even angels die in arms of daemons
This is the house of death
even angels die in arms
oh daemons

Hide yo heart in yo gut
But for what? When they're waiting to
pull you apart like a scarecrow
On death row, soon now all of your secrets are shown

This is the house of death
even angels die in arms of daemons
This is the house of death
even angels die in arms oh daemon

No-one is exempt from the odds of even
No-one is exempt from the odds of even
No-one is exempt from the odds of even
No-one is exempt from the odds of even
No-one is exempt from the odds of even