Songtexte

Diabolic coward with it's face sewn shut Within in these vices screaming random shit and thrashing our heads Look at your faces, self induced annihilation So we can brace ourselves for everything and nothing at all My machinations, face to face with you Face to face with You Concurrent voices, round and down until I can sleep Your life is barren, broken, bold and brash belongs in the trash Here you come, shoot your shot, and then never return Your vow of silence, flex your mouth tonight Tonight Tonight Within in these vices screaming random shit and thrashing our heads Your life is barren, broken, bold and brash belongs in the In the trash Within in these vices screaming random shit and thrashing our heads Your life is barren, broken, bold and brash belongs in the trash A new prescription, self absorbed extermination A mass extinction, I am god cos I am the bearer of pestilent rain This is beginning to become inane You're inane You're inane Bludgeon, coddle, broken, bottles This life I surrender to the hands of devil spawn It's you you're the cancer that I indulge myself on You'll fucking choke Damn
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