Devil Sold His Soul

Throw myself into the swarm just to take revenge on the severed survivors
I close my eyes and hope that somehow it is dead
the hopeless, the wounded, the survivors take their toll
run fast through the wake
remaining glimpses of what could have been
but I still break when the truth hits the light of day
the sirens are screaming for my blood
it's all up to you
as I walk into the edge
why are you sorry for this world?