Critic - Strapping Young Lad

you took the call, you took the fight

i’m finished here, i’m on to the next

this time, this time, this time, this time, you call

all you are, is all you are

all is cold, and all is dead

it’s time, it’s time, i need, i need you

mora

help me end my nights in here

and help me get this water clear

all is calm and all is lost

you call, you call, you call, you call me mora

critic… you’re the critic… you’re the critic

in the night i lay awake

i know it’s cheating baby,

but i know i have a right

and in the dawn i see the question

a bleeding wrong forcing right

sometimes night i can’t stop thinking

and i’m calling it a soul strike