| Thirteen years I was locked away,
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| A life thrown under the wheel.
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| As each day passed, I never looked back,
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| Just a beat down body with a mind intact
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| Counting days inside my head
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| Set the trap, stab my back, then walk away
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| Framed and judged, left behind to take the blame
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| Slam the door, cut the cord, and cast aside
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| I don’t care what it takes, you’re fucking dead!
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| I never used to be so full of hate
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| It just grew and grew by the hour and day
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| Dreams of death, cold revenge
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| Now any means justifies the end
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| All of my thoughts set to kill
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| I’m never gonna stop
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| Until I have your head
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| No matter how long whatever will come
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| To end your life is my reason to live
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| I’ll haunt and hunt you down,
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| Traitor of the brotherhood
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| Defect and run a once and future failure gone
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| A trail of schizophrenic lies follow your forgotten steps
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| As fake laughter hides the serpent tongue behind your breath
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| Veracity expelled, you thrive on your deceit
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| Lying comes with ease just like your all-consuming greed
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| The stroke of midnight passed, the penance hour nears
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| Each nerve alive with fear, an omen of your ending coming fast
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| Subjected to a beating
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| I’ll choke the life out from your eyes
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| Subjected to a beating
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| Only when you’re dead can I be free
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| And God won’t hear you fucking scream
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| Cold blooded homicide is what it takes to be sure
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| To put my fist to your face and spill your guts out on the floor
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| Like a thousand red stabs of pain, for each day I was locked away
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| You’ll taste every ounce of blood as it pours out from what used to be your head
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| No redemption
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| No regrets
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| No excuses
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| Only death
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| Execution so long coming, finally attained
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| Gasping out, last words uttered, only were my name
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| Pure revenge, all consuming, perfectly arranged
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| Satisfaction, pure elation, nothing else remains
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| But one less fucking human on the Earth |