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lyrics
You putrid corpse, a fucking waste of space
Now the tables have turned and you can’t escape
Digging your own grave with your broken hands again
Now is the time that you finally fall.
Walking head up high, everywhere you go, every time you smile
Drown in pestilence that you call “a state of mind”
your malevolence trying to divide and conquer your equals
Preaching your decadence, but you’ll never see the light of day.
No more
Restless whispers, of a coward standing in the shadow of its ego
Reach in
To your guts and see you’re only an empty shell
Waiting, filled with fear,
for the moment when the truth comes out.
Seeking
another place to hide your face
See all your fears
in my eyes
They say History is written by the victors
But you won’t get to hear a word said after you’re gone,
Only the spit of the venom that you spread
Will be reminder of the damage that you’ve done
Realign your last mistakes
Just before your final breath
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