New Blood - Pinhead Gunpowder

Don’t look back on your lost

Days of burning down the ground

From where you stand

Don’t count out on your back

The ashes of your last

Destroyed heirloom

When you can’t choose

Your own worst enemy

And the years prove

The chosen one is you

Don’t look back on your lost

Years of tragedy you’d

Just assume forget

And through these scars

I pump new blood

(Alas… new blood) my life support systems are gone

(Alas… new blood) Alas… still standing

And I’m on my own

New Blood — Old Skin…