Checkmate, pull the plug on a fake
Get to steppin' too late, gotta take 'em, break 'em down
One testify, see the fire in his eyes
We determine the ghost when a warrior cries that soundSpirit flips, soul spits
Meditate on the words from the King's lips
Apocalyptic, psalm scripted
Prophet's eyes, Armageddon come quickIt's a death wish, of a white witch
Come inside and I'll tell you where the beast live
Come inside and I'll tell you where the beast liveMark my words, mark my words
Mark my words, mark my words
Mark my words, mark my words
Mark my words, mark my wordsSoul that's raised by a rush through your veins
Gonna bring the pain, you can see it's goin' down
Front line, nobody left behind, rebel soul
Let 'em know when it's time you better hold your groundRegulate, interrogate, 'cause the enemies loose
And he's out for the take
Under no faith, leaving no trace
Another one took by an old hateIt's a death wish, of a white witch
Come inside and I'll tell you where the beast live
Come inside and I'll tell you where the beast liveMark my words, mark my words
Mark my words, mark my words
Mark my words, mark my words
Mark my words, mark my wordsWho's got that witch?
Who's got that witch?
Who's got that witch?Be not far from me, for trouble is near
And there is none to helpMark my words, mark my words
Mark my words, mark my words
Mark my words, mark my words
Mark my words, mark my wordsMark my words, mark my words
Mark my words, mark my words
Mark my words, mark my words
Mark my words, mark my words
Songwriters
Mark Daniels;Paul Sandoval;Noah Bernardo;Jason TrubyPublished by
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