Witch Press

No one's coming for us, we’re on our own
No one's coming to help, we are alone

Press, and press, and press
Madness for death
Madness, madness is walking death
Worse than death

Let your ego reign as the stones pile up
No real world pain can replace what you've lost
Void in your chest has grown so dark
Another stone please, the heartbreak is too much to bear

Press, and press, and press
Madness for death

[Sample]
"I guess you got a dark heart and you kind of had it coming."