You're dying slow Suffering through The torture and hideous abuse The return to the grave is imminent and welcomed You're dying slow
Can't take this Not anymore Against the wall Guns pointed Point blank range Blindfolded The thunder The power To never Be whole again My swan song My departure To another Realm of madness Of nightmares
Ten deadly plagues
Of humanity when will learn! The sheep-like masses Led to a slaughter To kill the herd That follow blindly
Can't take this Not anymore On the gallows now With neck in noose Hands cuffed at wrist Legs tied tight Floor drops below The power To never Be whole again My swan song My departure To another Realm of madness Six feet under
Ten deadly plagues
You're dying slow Suffering through The torture and hideous abuse The return to the grave is imminent and welcomed You're dying slow