Not Losing the Edge - Cavalera Conspiracy

Now, I’m losing my mind

I’m losing the grip

I’m burning inside

Now, the edge of the knife

I’m walking the line

They come from behind

Now, face the demons

Fight the demons

Fight till you die

Now, I’m selling my soul

I’m out of control

Where will I go?

Not, not losing the edge

Not, not losing the edge

Not, not losing the edge

Not, not losing the edge

Forgive them father for they don’t know what they do

Protect me father, but I must go to face this horror alone

This is divine I feel alive, I have a reason to fight

But on the edge do not look down, they’re all around

Not, not losing the edge

Not, not losing the edge

Not, not losing the edge

Not, not losing the edge

They come from behind, they coming from behind

Hiding in the dark, hiding in the dark

They are all around, they are all around

Rising underground, rising underground

They are everywhere, they are everywhere

You cannot prepare, you cannot prepare

Crawling on the edge, crawling on the edge

Leaning on the ledge, leaning on the ledge

C’mon motherfuckers!

I ain’t coming back

Never, never, never, never!

Now is the end, the end of the line, the end of all life

The age of distrust, corruption is rust, spiral downward in dust

Control your feelings, control your temper, lock them down deep inside

Unleash the fear, release the demon, a plague upon mankind

Not, not losing the edge

Not, not losing the edge

Not, not losing the edge

Not, not losing the edge