There is a bleeding unlike the rest When you stab the blade into the chest
Pulses cease from existence The light fades into nothingness Your life is but punishment Your voice still pleads ignorance
Your pulses raging so softly The longing torment ensues my mind The voice in the back of my head says to be kind The shallow water fit for drowning But the lies won't seem to suffocate Cant you see the depths await your fate I hope to rid this earths scum
Birthed from the fires The truest form of fear With the wave of his hand he will raise the souls of the damned No one will be left to tell For a darkness inside us dwells Maybe we all deserve to burn in hell
We hear the words, they're not spoken clearly These words will swim when the mind sinks I lift a hand to seal these lies That society will try to disguise
Sickened as this race procreates With every lie forced down our throats this world has become such a joke I think im going to fucking choke Time for chaos
I embody everything that you hate Take these lies and shove them down your throat you fucking disgrace I've had enough of the bullshit And everything that you say It makes no difference to me You'll be dead by morning anyway
I cant stand this anymore I'm disgusted by the human fucking race
THIS IS WHY WE CANT HAVE NICE THINGS
Sickness grows a sense of purpose on the veil of sentiments It sits upon our shoulders while others try to teach elegance Entwined in vicious unrelenting guilt and impatience The faces of the weak are crumbling from the weight of pestilence
Hidden from the eyes set to wilt I never cried murder on a cold day But the lies and hypocrisy can make a man a martyr By taking but his heart away in reckoning and sickening The ties of the lies they will die so grim But first things first we will cut out the eyes of sin The souls of the weak held are within
Tonight they burn Then I will live and you will learn Then I will take what lies within That's blood for blood
This is blood for blood you cunt I will make you fucking bleed Get the fuck down on your knees Slit your own throat for me please
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