All That's Left Is Blood - Chimaira

Take a look to the sky emptiness surrounds us

Feel so meaninglessness

Murder, anarchy a state of distress

So cynical and halfhearted

Becoming the shameless no association

The signal disconnects who cares what has been said

The tide turned to red

All that is left is blood

Feel the cold steel on the back of your head

One click and it is over

Nobody to judge the godless

No guardian angels

There is nothing in our way

The world is ours to take

All that is left is blood