Letra da Música: Knee Deep - Job For A Cowboy

His landscape
Has been scorned with death
Once a city
Now laid to ash

A decaying father
Has left his bastard son
With his addcitions at his side

Chased away,
Consumed from his fixations,
This mans life went down in flames

Chased-away-what he's-created
His-hunger-grows

There is no
End to
This life
Of fixations

Dear father,
Ill be waiting
I saved you a seat in hell

He remains
A walking corpse
As his legs will move
Forward

For his addictions
Itch at his throat
Only to crave
More of
The blood
He seeks

For this man only thirsts for blood
The blood of his child

He stands
Knee deep
In the blood of his bastard son