Left to Die
Fuck this world
And all the filth living in it
A mountain of rot, human pile of shit
Wallow in your pitiful beliefs
Realize you're praying to a god of deceit
Cold and alone in a world that's so repulsing
Cursed enslaved to a life that's so demanding
Wallowing in devastation
Condemned to our own damnation
Reveling in decimation
Suffering and degradation
Can you hear the sound, of your life as it ticks away
Buried in the ground, as your body slowly rots away
A withered waste you're a disgrace to this pathetic race
Now where's your saving grace
Where is your saving grace
The vultures circle high
Voraciously tearing you apart
Eating your eyes and then your heart
I will crush you in my hands
Engulfed by shades of ebony
Left to dwell in the iniquity
Baptized in obscenity
Fuck your grotesque vanity
Give in, and feel the Demons
Ripping out from your skin
Ravenous Carnality
Veins Bled Dry
Dragged down to hell and left to
Die
I am the presence of malevolence
A beacon of hate
Harbinger of destruction, the priest of pain
Your life will waste away amidst the undertow
And when you are gone how will you reap what you've sowed
Cold and alone in a world that's so deceiving
Bound, and hanged, I'm alive, but barely breathing
Absolute desolation
Leads to mass depopulation
Dying from these lacerations, self inflicted malformation
Can you hear the sound, of your life as it ticks away?
Buried in the ground, as your body slowly rots away
A Withered waste you're a disgrace to this pathetic race
Now where's your saving grace
Where is your saving grace?
Can you hear the sound of the lives that you're ruining
Consecrating decimation bound by impurity
You curse the world as long as you remain alive
So fade without a sound
Abandoned and left to
Die
And all the filth living in it
A mountain of rot, human pile of shit
Wallow in your pitiful beliefs
Realize you're praying to a god of deceit
Cold and alone in a world that's so repulsing
Cursed enslaved to a life that's so demanding
Wallowing in devastation
Condemned to our own damnation
Reveling in decimation
Suffering and degradation
Can you hear the sound, of your life as it ticks away
Buried in the ground, as your body slowly rots away
A withered waste you're a disgrace to this pathetic race
Now where's your saving grace
Where is your saving grace
The vultures circle high
Voraciously tearing you apart
Eating your eyes and then your heart
I will crush you in my hands
Engulfed by shades of ebony
Left to dwell in the iniquity
Baptized in obscenity
Fuck your grotesque vanity
Give in, and feel the Demons
Ripping out from your skin
Ravenous Carnality
Veins Bled Dry
Dragged down to hell and left to
Die
I am the presence of malevolence
A beacon of hate
Harbinger of destruction, the priest of pain
Your life will waste away amidst the undertow
And when you are gone how will you reap what you've sowed
Cold and alone in a world that's so deceiving
Bound, and hanged, I'm alive, but barely breathing
Absolute desolation
Leads to mass depopulation
Dying from these lacerations, self inflicted malformation
Can you hear the sound, of your life as it ticks away?
Buried in the ground, as your body slowly rots away
A Withered waste you're a disgrace to this pathetic race
Now where's your saving grace
Where is your saving grace?
Can you hear the sound of the lives that you're ruining
Consecrating decimation bound by impurity
You curse the world as long as you remain alive
So fade without a sound
Abandoned and left to
Die
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Writer(s): Nathan Deily
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