I have always been there But never quite in sight In the back of your mind Devouring your walls like a fucking parasite
Fear me, do you hear me? Fear me, do you hear me?
I am death in the form of a man A whisper in the shadow of a shortened life span Fed through the lung I step away from the world I know. God damn.
Fixed solid You won't break me (х2) I will set my mind to stone And block out all uncertainty
We are weapons Our mind's contain the venom Our mouths the barrel, our tongues the trigger Out heart the facility of hate.
Our lungs fuel and conduct our actions We breathe dirt and cloud our judgements We act on lies dealt by demon deep in cloak Daggers, cut our throats.
Maniacal, diabolical, scrutiny. Eyes as black as the ash of the dying sun. I feel eternal hatred resonate through me I am but a man, i can feel it pollute the cerebral cortex Engage.