I found a better way. to deny the lies I've been taught. I found a better way. And it can't be bought, no. . Discipline. (you can't stop this)Discipline.
This is a war. So youve gotta stay strong and rise above. And never let the motherfuckers tear you away from what you love. Gotta fight back and reclaim whats truly yours.
I refuse to piss away my time,. I will dishonor these early graves. And I refuse to live my life choking on the ashes of my smoldering memories. Cut away cut away cut away from those who watched you sink.
Burn. . You're living for one thing. Did you come this far to let life live you. And betray your heart disconnected,. By the doubt in your head. You've been scarred by failure but never again.
Faster and faster, heading for disaster. Forward to die. Death to life.. When I'm happy. When I'm sad. When I'm mad. Drive me dead. In the dead. of night, tears fall like rain. Upside down inside a mind of pain. Spill.
I like big butts and I cannot lie. You other brothers can't deny. When a girl walks in with an itty-bitty waist. And a round thing in your face you get sprung.
With a grip so tight. you could make it bleed. He twists, We twist humanity. And to think we did it for this. And to know we did it for this. . Too plagued to be repaired.
Taught from birth to live in fear. To never question why we're here. The living dead, we march through life. And into war and death alike. . We try for years to make some sense of life and death.
Condemned to misery. Where burning flesh I breathe. Agony and suffering are all I see. Damned to the truth. Of what I'm doomed to be. Raped by the flames of pain for all eternity.
unholy crimson rains from the darkest depths of hell. fall into this wretched dungeon where god's first angel fell. the rats feeding on the corpses ignore the stench of the decay.
unholy crimson rains from the darkest depths of hell. fall into this wretched dungeon where god's first angel fell. the rats feeding on the corpses ignore the stench of the decay.
I see my red door and I want it painted black. No colors anymore I want them to turn black. . I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes.
i'm the lord of the dead. servant to the darkside. the master of enslavement. the face of agony. through my darkened empty soul. flows boiling blood of liquid gold.
i'm the lord of the dead. servant to the darkside. the master of enslavement. the face of agony. through my darkened empty soul. flows boiling blood of liquid gold.
a lot of people think that i'm pretty sick because i fuck dead chicks. it's really not so bad though. hell, at least half the living bitches i've banged fuck like they're dead anyways. so if you really want to get laid, don't waste your time in any bars, or any money on a whore. just cruise to your local graveyard, man. where you're guaranteed to score..
Raised to praise in a dead end faith. taught to worship in fear. lost and weak, brainwashed sheep. bow your head, fall to your knees. beg to your messiah.
Welcome to the tomb. your fate awaits you inside. a sentence to eternal slaughter. in the prison of fire. I'm the face of pain. Hell's open, golden gate.
Blind beliefs, soaked in deceit. Your god, your lies, your life I despise. The gates of pearl that you pray to hold. Have melted down into bars of gold.
unknowingly damned from the day of his birth. struck down for no apparent reason. by the one that he worked for years,. so hard to worship and so hard to please.