Dead - Putrid Pile

Your life’s at a standstill

Dwelling in a pit of anticipation

Sob to ease the pain

It distracts you from the thoughts of what can and will happen

Knowing that you’re going to die thrills me I unlock the door that suppresses desires

Releasing all the inhibitions that bind me Behold dementia

You’ll be gone from the world that you’ve infected

A virus coursing through the veins of society

I tel myself the world is better without you

I do this to justify my deeds

Knowing that you’re going to die thrills me I unlock the door that suppresses desires

Releasing all the inhibitions that bind me Behold dementia

The tears flow

Beg for mercy

I feel the hatred welling up inside me Churning my insides

Dead is the man that I once was

A worthless pile of compassion

There is no sanctuary

As darkness descends

The madness that was dormant

Rears its ugly head

Knowing that you’re going to die thrills me I unlock the door that suppresses desires

Releasing all the inhibitions that bind me Behold dementia

You’re caught in a whirlwind of pain

Beat the fucking teeth out of your pie-hole

Security for when I shove my manhood

Inside