His landscape has been scorned with death

Once a city now laid to ash

A decaying father has left his bastard son

With addictions by his side

Chased away, consumed from his fixations

This man's life went down in flames

Chased away what he's created

His hunger grows

There is no end to this life of fixations

Dear father, I'll be waiting, saved you a seat in hell

There is no end to this life, life of fixations

Dear father, been waiting, saved you a seat in hell

He will remain a walking corpse

His legs will move forward

Addictions itch at his throat

Only to crave more of the blood he seeks

Oh, this man only thirsts for blood

The blood of his child

This man only thirsts for blood

The blood of his child

For this man only thirsts for blood

The blood of his child

For this man only thirsts for the blood

The blood of his child

He stands knee deep

In the blood of his bastard son

A life with addictions stay by his side

A life with addictions stay by his side

When buried, his tomb will breathe

His hands will rise

From his shallow grave

Begging only for sleep

Dear father, I'll be waiting, saved you a seat in hell

Dear father, I'll be waiting, saved you a seat in hell

He stands knee deep in the blood of his bastard son

He stands knee deep in the blood of his bastard child