Living Through Me (Hell`s Wrath) — текст песни (Pantera)

I cannot take the take, your condition was nod awakeA selfish
cryer, boldface liar, robbing all of what you could take inStabbed
towards a death, a dirty smelling girlShit decisions, no provisions,
filling veins with juice of chaos
Painted face, olive drab, swollen hole, empty bag,Sunken eyes,
whining dog, it`s times like thisYou should pray for neverI broke
your fucking mold, then threw away theCast, new religion and
new provisions, it`s amazing you`re alive
Drop the needle and stop what you`re changing intoErase the end
dissolving, disgrace is needed moreSo I mended severed ties,
through flesh we cauterizedthe undeserving, sliming, writhing,
I filled you up with watered promise
Spitting teeth, oral lust, alley fuck, angel dust, anal whore,Bleeding
knees, it`s times like this to pray for murder
So now I`ve seen it all, Hells` wrath,No man has greater glory,
cause now you`re living through meSo I`m done with saving you,
a gift unto myself,A tired savior, a wasted favor, and I`m lucky
I`m alive