Texty:
Demise

found. Pull the wings off a fly, Watch it suffer and die, And I'll never get out of this life alive, Drenched in blood with no alibi, And the crowd goes wild at my demise

on greed fuels the onslaught of destruction. The circle of death ends with the instigators victimized. The means to quench a selfish lust brings eden's demise

I got this pain that won't quit Got this chip on my shoulder And a knot in my chest There's a voice in my head That says kill the voice in my head I

I don't remember my mama Dad sold crack all night My life was fucked from the jump street Now this kite I write Never had half a fuckin' chance My whole

I love you and will always love you When I'm without you, I feel so alone When I was young, I didn't know you existed But introduced to you still as a

Lies, betrayal, lies, truth or death Lies, betrayal, lies Who the fuck can I trust? The whole fuckin' world is built on deception, false perception Look

Last days, last days As I stare off the stage and try to understand Why you feel that I am someone you can do with? How? When you and I come from two

on all you hypocrites No compromise, social suicide Plain and simple, paranoid's demise Stuck in a corner with no place to hide Self destruction, paranoid's demise

remorse. Tortured, then bled and beaten severely He questions his fate. "Your Lord and your father has asked for your life And for the Demise of the Trinity