Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Entrusted With Disgust, artist - Abaddon Incarnate. Date of issue: 14.08.2009
Song language: English
Entrusted With Disgust |
| False truth hidden behind closed doors |
| Obvious act of deceit to those you have hurt |
| Horrid reality, the anger was born |
| Now stand and make ready, swine you will burn |
| I warned you not to and you didn’t listen |
| Now prepare yourself for the violent reaction |
| Heart was destroyed on that awful night |
| As the worms indulged in their carnal delight |
| I damn you with my anger |
| My fists will beat you both |
| Smiling as you defiled my being |
| (I guess) a beatings not enough |
| Feeble excuse was given, split wide open |
| While the vermin swarmed |
| Drunken friendship was broken |
| Blind to the fact of the pain you were causing |
| Cause and effect, accept your beating |
| The victor stands over the vanquished bleeding |
| One trutsh, and hate that my anger is feeding |
| Sickened to death now your form lays pulped |
| As sheep to the slaughter line up and come |
| The cold grip reality, white blinding rage |
| If hell is a word then much more you’ll face |
| I damn you with my anger |
| My fists will beat you both |
| Smiling as you defiled my being |
| (I guess) a beatings not enough |
| Feeble excuse was given, split wide open |
| While the vermin swarmed |
| Drunken friendship was broken |
| For the birthing of my anger |
| ENGTRUSTED WITH DISGUST |
| You heartless fucking piece of shit |
| ENGTRUSTED WITH DISGUST |
| The whorish fucking slug I loved |
| ENGTRUSTED WITH DISGUST |
| Killing you is not an option |
| IT’S A FUCKING MUST |
| I hate you |
| I despise your fucking form |
| My anger grows, my fury flows |
| This will constitute my norm |
| The heartless maggot with the ignoble mind |
| ENGTRUSTED WITH DISGUST |
| Damned unforgivable union |
| ENGTRUSTED WITH DISGUST |
| I wept tears you disgusting fuck |
| ENGTRUSTED WITH DISGUST |
| Your friendship and love was a fucking lie |
| ENGTRUSTED WITH DISGUST |
| I hate you |
| I despise your fucking form |
| My anger grows, my fury flows |
| This will constitute my norm |
| Friendship is dead now, writhe in hell |
| Now I sleep, all is well |