Lyrics Fuck Your Dead Heart - Machinemade God

Fuck Your Dead Heart

Disease ridden, cobwebs reside in your head
Yet you remain walkin on this earth (Deceiving and demanding the best)
A manifestation of agony gathers around your name
And I swear to god, I would murder you, if I knew how
Your name appearance, I searched for it among those tombstones…
But at the sight of you I fled (Away from you darkened silhoutte)
A plot to tear down the world, distrust and disbelief coincide until it is
proven (otherwise)
The consolation prize is a dagger and a knife
Handed to you on a silver plate with step by step instructions
Directing them into your chest
FUCK YOUR DEAD HEART!