I've lived my life never trying to compromise but I felt so weak, never too awake but I'll curse this search and bow down to the scum of the earth, waking the dead while my stomach turns. Without a word, without a stone the scum will rise and they'll never walk alone without a saint or book of prayers they'll lead the weak who will learn to understand. This desert burns, I walk on coal and the pains deserved. They've set a fire for all that serve. You watch and learn, motherfuckers want to take their turns but they'll fall in line, just wait and die. Put your eyes to the sky and watch their demise the world is a curse for the scum of the earth we all die sometime.