End Of The Line - PAIN

My gun is pumping — you’re down on your knees

A closer step to death

I think I’m coming, are you ready to recieve

I spray you full with my killer disease

I’m coming inside, I’ll break you down

Your end of your life

I stole your soul, I’m in control

I just made you mine

It’s the end of the line

You’re broken to pieces

Crushed by the facts

It’s the end of the line

It’s not what it supposed to be How could this be Face the enemy and meet reality

How could you be so blind

Now you’re lasting death it controls your mind

Suffering years ahead

I came inside

I broke you down

I ended your life

I stole your soul

I was in control

And I made you mine

It’s the end of the line