Last Breath - Saint Vitus

Hold your breath

Or I’ll hold it for you

I’ve got no time for your kind

Say your prayers

Or I’ll say them for you

And expose the world to your lies

Blow a bubble

And I’ll pop it for you

Is that a scream that I hear?

On your knees

Begging

You don’t even know why you’re here

You deserve

What you’ve become

A broken shell of a life

I’ll now leave you

To the rotting

A fitting way to end your time