Mustard Gas

verse 1 Here they are; the wicked A panic floods the field Deliverance; unthinkable They play their part, performing oh so well With empty cores they carry on ("A twisted soul") "An apparition" Born of a beastly brand, they butcher purposely (Just have the sense to run away!) Scream at the sky and beg Beg for a reason he would allow this Look to the sky and say "We would be better off without this" "Who would allow this?" verse 2 We've never felt alive But none of us can die just when we want to We're stuck in this disguise With leather skin; these eyes designed to haunt you But do we haunt you? Scream at the sky and beg Beg for a reason he would allow this Look to the sky and say "We would be better off without this" "Who would allow this?" Outro You're on the other side You're on the other side You're on the other side You're on the other side You're on the other side You're on the other side You're on the other side You're on the other side