Severance - Gost

I’ve seen the devil and I’ve felt his hands

Not in Golgotha, not in desert sands

Should be of no surprise the beast is a man

Some called him many things, I knew him as legion

Pathetic human fueled only by hatred

Left me broken looking for an answer

But all I’ve found are just more questions

No way out of a life denied of empathy

This human garbage left a shadow behind

I simply wanted to be left alone

A deviant’s rage is all I knew

Death to the wicked and to the obtuse

Fuck you, I do not miss this

I’m glad you’re gone

Fuck you, I do not miss this

I’m glad you’re dead

I have to stare

Back at a face I fucking hate