Worth dying for Worth killing for Worth going to hell for
"You might say I’ve been working my way up the food chain."
Don’t tell me how to keep composure It has to be done for a sense of closure It ain’t over till all are hunted down The bloody mess which is all around
Am I born to kill or to appease? Am I the cure or am I the disease? I forgot about all of it Finally I’ve got rid of it
Unleash hell!
“I try to slow my heart down and breathe the fire out of my lungs. My muscles make me a 1000 promises of pain to come. The night's as hot as hell.”
Am I born to kill or to appease? Am I the cure or am I the disease? I forgot about all of it Finally I’ve got rid of it