Nothing will last in this life,
our time is spent constructing,
now you’re perfecting a world… meant to sin.
Constrict your hands around me,
squeeze till I cannot breathe,
this air tastes dead inside me,
contribute to our plague.
Break all your promises,
tear down this steadfast wall,
restraints are useless here,
tasting salvation’s near.

Avenged Sevenfold: Unholy Confessions