Nihilist - Boris The Blade

Cut me down, take away my existence

Shatter my bones, burn what’s left of me

A bastard child born from malignance

So here we are surrounded by violence

Just a shell of a man

I am now your weakness

Forget my past

The blades have been sharpened

I refuse to live in the shadows

I am my own enemy

I feel the misery slowly consume me

It’s just matter of time

My heart is black and hollow inside

Only hatred resides

So here we are surrounded by violence

Just a shell of a man

I am now your weakness

I’ll cut you down

Take away your existence

Shatter your bones

Burn what’s left of thee

We are the bastard children

I’m sorry mother I know father lied

Fucked and forgotten

How could you look into her eyes?

I’m sorry mother I know father lied

Fucked and forgotten

How could you look into her eyes?

I’m just a bastard

Just a fucking bastard

So here we are surrounded by violence

Just a shell of a man

So here we are surrounded by violence

Just a shell of a man

I am now your weakness

I’ll cut you down

Take away your existence

Shatter your bones

Burn what’s left of thee

We are the bastard children

We are the bastard children

We are the bastard children