Fire on the innocent and the guilty 
On the saints and sinners alike 
Though apophis knows no mercy 
He's an [bad word] to the man 
Who has nothing to lose 
The sad hunter the forsaken swain 
societies most malignant creation 
if idle hands are the devils play things 
these hands will crack the earth to tear the devil apart 

a scroll we've only taped to tear 
Live or die who [bad word] cares 
a void behind consumers vail 
Begging with intent to sell 
Leave me cold on jagged stone 
game of cat and mouse so [bad word] 
breathe in the dirt dead skin and bone 
which clouds the air inside your tomb. 
 [bad word] 
I've just been 
goin through the motions 
with an empty smile bolted on my face 
Ever since the day we started 
I've been stratchin' forks at empty plates 
Now I finally realize it's [bad word] pointless 
To fight a battle for somebody 
Who just does not care 
and never has 
And never will 
I'm better off all on my own 
So you can rest your head beneath head stone 
For all I care 
For all I care 

I've lost that lust for life 
I once possessed when there were fewer years 
And mass upon my shoulders 
I've lost that need to thrive  [bad word] to feel to create to discover 
Somebody please call in the coroner 
Just because I'm moving 
Doesn't mean I'm not a corpse 
Soon I'll be building our casket 
From the scrapes of these bridges destroyed 
By the storms I've been brewin' 
 [bad word] 

Foreign flesh to tear your insides 
Sharpened steel to tear your throat 
No longer will you be the one 
To tie my hanging rope 
It's over.