[00:30.13] Stare in the face of the grim death [00:37.58] Screaming monsters bring me to deafness [00:48.43] My dagger and swagger are useless in the faze of the mirror [01:00.20] When the mirror is made of my face [01:07.52] This is the house of death [01:11.73] Where even angels die in arms of daemons [01:25.58] This is the house of death [01:30.27] Where even angels die in arms from a daemon [01:44.95] Hide yo heart in yo gut [01:50.69] But for what? When they're waiting to pull you apart like a scarecrow [02:02.53] On death row, soon now all of your secrets are shown [02:15.37] This is the house of death [02:21.66] Where even angels die in arms of daemons [02:33.05] This is the house of death [02:38.03] Where even angels die in arms from a daemon [03:04.65] No-one is exempt from the odds of even [03:17.44] No-one is exempt from the odds of even [03:29.20] No-one is exempt from the odds of even [03:41.26] No-one is exempt from the odds of even [04:21.38]