Your Fate -

Remove the source

Release the pressure

Holding you down, I press my thumbs through your eyes

Oh, coward

Enemy of mine

Gutless swine, I’ll fucking hang your body high

Exposed for all to see, you’ve struck a nerve in me

I find the thought of your death so amusing

They’ll find you lifeless

Left for the rats to feast

And when you’re gone?

No one will cry

Nothing can erase the pain you’ve inflicted

But I will make it stop here and now

May your last breathes hold some sort of meaning

As I’m the one to lay your body down

No amount of pain she could project

Would ever make her deserve this

She’s everything you should protect

Instead you pervert it

Just the thought of what you did

Makes me so fucking disgusted

The warm spray of your blood upon my face

Brings me closure and purpose

I know where to find you

I’ve seen where you live

And I’ll wait as long as I have to

And snuff you like a disease

And with nothing to save you

Look to a God whose not even there

I will take pleasure in this eradication

The smell of fear envelopes the air

The smell of fear envelopes the air

Look to a God whose not even there

The sound of your bones snapping

Like music to my ears

Cut out your tongue to muffle the cries

And slide the blade in your ear

There is only silence now

The weight of death taking hold

Blood begins to coagulate

Skin wrought with posthumous cold

You reap what you sew

The weight of death taking hold

Blood begins to coagulate

Skin wrought with posthumous cold

You fucking reap what you sew

Skin wrought with posthumous cold

You fucking reap what you sew

Blood begins to coagulate

The weight of death taking hold

The weight of death…

Taking hold

You fucking reap what you sew