I`m the dot that you never notice, bloodshed.
I`m the blade that separates filth from soul.
I`m the knife deep in your back, kneel before me.
I`m the one that cries for attack.
Behold!
The voices are closing in.
A wall of corpses you create, for shelter, for hope.
You try to run, you try to flee,
but on your knees you`ll be when I correct the flaw of life.
You are a defect, a mistake from above.
You make me puke, you poison the air.
An auction of pain, the higest bidder is I.
In complete joy I would leave your remains to rot.
I control your degree of pain.
Behold!
The voices are closing in.
A wall of corpses you create, for shelter, for hope.
You try to run, you try to flee,
but on your knees you`ll be when I correct the flaw of life.
An abscess.
House of cards, Chastisement - bad seed
I`m condecending, I`m pain.
I`m the one, it feeds my vain.
I tear your wall, when it fall you will cease.
You are filth, you make me puke.
An abscess.
I`m the cancer that eats you alive, torture.
I`m the blade that slit your fucking veins.
You are filth, you make me puke!
The voices are closing in.
A wall of corpses you create, for shelter, for hope.
You try to run, you try to flee,
but on your knees you`ll be when I correct the flaw of life.