I am the tree that bears the fruit I am the snake that whispers truth I am the siren you pursue this rotted eden, meant for you
this will mark the last time I will travel down this road unpicking stitches from the flesh that lesser men have sown this retribution for your lies I see the deceit in you eyes
disillusion, father figure let cruelty be their mother tongue sons and daughters, bred to slaughter, give no quarter this family of digust, built from trust, devoid of lust, their will has been crushed I command them to turn you to dust
apostasy, an unthinkable sin I shall flay you of skin, left impale for all to see should you not give your life to the sword, the knife, entrenched in theocarcy seize the death that was meant for me
this will mark the last time I will travel down this road
all the blood has drained and spilt and crimeson lakes lie deathly still I'll gaze at my reflection with no second thought for those I've killed a murderous sociopath, a narcissist I'm born of wrath, pride, envy, gluttony, lust, sloth and greed
the sin, the sinner, and nothing precedes, kill the killer? you live in a dream
this will mark the last time I will travel down this road unpicking stitches from the flesh that lesser men have sown this retribution for your lies I see the deceit in you eyes and in my wake I will create a thousand disciples borne of hate
disillusion, father figure let cruelty be their mother tongue sons and daughters, bred to slaughter, give no quarter this family of digust, built from trust, devoid of lust, their will has been crushed I command them to turn you to dust
I am the tree that bears the fruit I am the snake that whispers truth I am the siren you pursue this rotted eden, meant for youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
