Who's that big man knocking at your door?
Someone to take all control? Someone to collect your soul?
Always had no problem saying no, but now Youre shaking cold
Worship of deity, a deity by man
What's there to be scared of?
He just wants to shake your hand
If i'd just open my door, i'd see he's not all bad
Hell, he looks just like me, but he's hanging his head
He's always hanging his head
He's always hanging his head
He's always hanging his head
I can't believe that Im dead
I can't find the gates,
Or the lake covered in flames
It's just so damn quiet, I wish I could try it all again
Maybe This time I won't be so scared
Maybe this time I won't be so unprepared
I'm always hanging my head
I'm always hanging my head
I'm always hanging my head
I guess that I'm really dead
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