FORMING TALES OF DEATH THAT WILL CALL THE VILE FILTH FILLED WHORES THAT SURROUND ME
I WILL CALL ON THESE FAITHLESS INFESTERS OF HEARTLESS EMOTION, FROM THE BLACK BRUISED & WILLING
BARE YOUR WORTHLESS MINDS THAT BLEED FOR MANKIND I WILL CALL THE NAMES OF THE ONE WE BLAME
TO LEAVE THE NORM, FOR THE WARMTH OF ANOTHER YOURE BOUND & TIED TO THE LIES OF OUR FATHER A USELESS GOD WATCHES YOU SUFFER IN PAIN WHEN ONLY ONE QUESTION BRINGS DOWN EVERYTHING
I'D SELL MY SOUL TO SEE THE SHELL OF WHO YOU USED TO BE I'D SELL MY SOUL TO KNOW THAT YOU HATE ME
I WILL CALL ON THESE FAITHLESS INFESTERS OF HEARTLESS EMOTION FROM THE BLACK BRUISED & WILLING TO LEAVE THE NORM FOR THE WARMTH OF ANOTHER YOURE BOUND AND TIED TO THE LIES OF OUR FATHER
I DRAGGED YOUR SOUL TO THE UNFORGIVING ASUNDER FORGIVING THE LOST, AMONG THE MIST OF DESIRE INCASED OUR MINDS TO ERASE YOUR FAILURE INCASE OUR SOUL TO MOVE ON TO ANOTHER