Why Don't You Have a Seat - Salt The Wound

You think that you can be here

And take what you want

No carnal repercussions

Will come your way

Think again

This will not go unpunished

Your sentence will fit your crime

With my hands I will rip out your guts

I will hang you from the ceiling

I will smile as you’re shaking

Cause you know the end is near

I will watch the life drain from you

I will watch your soul take flight

I will watch the devil take you

I will watch your days turn into nights

This was no fucking accident

This was all fucking planned out

This was all in your fucked up head

There is no turning back now

I hope that is was worth it

I hope that it makes you proud

I’ll make sure the knife goes through you

I’ll make sure you know who it was

I have a grave with your name etched on the fucking front

When I find you, you’re fucking dead

Did you show mercy when she asked

Did you consider her when she pleaded

You are a coward

Undeserving of any life