Artista: Wednesday 13
  Canción: A Bullet Named Christ

Lost in a familiar place, this channel will not change.
This feeling’s all too strange, it’s like home in many ways.
Got nothing left inside, on to the darker side.
Into the darkness we ride on a bullet named Christ.
They swarm us all like flies, don’t know the wrong from right.
There comes a time to decide, I’ll choose the darker side.
Got nothing left inside, on to the darker side.
Into the darkness we ride on a bullet named...
Into the darkness we ride on a bullet named Christ.
Into the darkness we ride...
Got nothing left inside, on to the darker side.
Into the darkness we ride on a bullet named Christ.

On a bullet named Christ.