Recreant Filth (исполнитель: He The Deceiver)
I am an executed blade of precision I'll slice and dice my way into your mind Your thoughts are scattered Like the organs on my floor in which you lie As I stab your lifeless body to no end The darkness is slowly shrouding you where you lie For no mistakes have been made You were [bad word] and left to die inside of this [bad word] sacrificial beneficial coward; You have not an ounce of respect. Watching this stainless steel As I approach your sub-mandibular gland wretched smile bleeds across the bottom of my face The white of your eyes are dangling Around the edges of my thumbs Oh the misery, oh the [bad word] pain. Stop this madness please Bring forth an end to this insanity Feed me your lungs, for you are my property No god will save your [bad word] life This is your eternal sleep Of evenings spent dancing with the dead Tied down to this stake and cross Bathing in the scent of your own decay You were chosen, you have no [bad word] say I hope you rot in all your prayers and misguidance It shall burn you all Showered in doubt your whole life is a lie How can you live being someone's unborn envision? Hiding in a shadow of an abhorrent disgrace Dishonorable Punished; the dead will feast Amongst all of the lives they are given Now everyone will know the [bad word] We'll all shine in the red; desirably dead Covered in lies, blind to the eye We all die alone We're all buried to be Part of [bad word] prayer to [bad word] Undeniable fate; I am dead doomed into my atrophy