From The Cradle To The Grave - Havok

Trapped, scared to death

As you’re running out of breath…

Don’t you feel my eyes?

I’ve been this way

From cradle to the grave

Taking life

I was born with the devil in me

He’s been with me ever since

Checking in but you can’t check out

I’ll burn all the evidence

I was born with the devil in me

My soul cannot be saved

Sick fascination with the dead

From the cradle to the grave

Fill the cold earth

Stealing every eny that you’re worth

Keep my conscience clean

I’ve been this way

From the cradle to the grave

The Arch Fiend

I was born with the devil in me

He’s been with me ever since

Checking in but you can’t check out

I’ll burn all the evidence

I was born with the devil in me

My soul cannot be saved

Sick fascination with the dead

From the cradle to the grave