(There will be a reckoning)
It's coming back again (like a chainsaw)
Ripping apart what's in its path
(Coming for me) but not this time
Cries of the past are beckoning
When the hunter becomes the hunted, who will concede?
There will be a reckoning
Try to break me down (cave in, give up)
And start to dig the deeper grave (buried alive)
Cries of the past are beckoning
When the hunter becomes the hunted, who will concede?
There will be a reckoning
I see it, I hear it, it's mad
I feel it, and it's coming in fast
I see it, I hear it, it's back
Right in my sights, go for the kill shot
Cries of the past are beckoning
When the hunter becomes the hunted, who will concede?
There will be a reckoning
Hide from your own defeat
Hide from your own defeat
WRITERS
Chris Davis, Andrew Tkaczyk, Jonathan Vigil, Grant MacFarland, Carson Slovak, Jesse Field, James Riley, Zach Johnson, Zakk Cervini, Dan Braunstein