Cynical Autopsy

Fucking bastards, they don't care about your soul
The contract is signed, you're just an easy gain
Cynicism is driven by their worthless asses
And they forget that we're people at first
Cold hands and perfectly sharpened knife
The key to success
You're just a gain!
Cold hands and perfectly sharpened knife
The key to success
You're just a gain!

I'll get out of this place! I promise you
I'll put an end to this anyway.
I`m gonna hide away my heart
Baby gotta push you away
It`s up to you if you stay
But I don`t think I can play
This cry again no more
No more

This cry again no more
No more
Anyway
Oh. The pulse has stopped
Cold bloody hands did their job, I thought it never ends
I planned to be a creator but I am a saver
I take this strength where was a human life
And make it something out of a crazy
Cult and saves hundreds of lives