Overseer
Rotting corpses
Rotting corpses fill the night
The taste of death
That they deserve in their own right
Look to the future
A time that thrives on blinded sight
The overseer cries
Is this what you wanted
Is this what you planned
Is this how you imagined the end
He walks through life
Watching the destruction grow
He doesn't know the past forever marked his soul
Look to the future
A time that thrives on blinded sight
The overseer cries
Watching, the overseer cries
Living guilt free won't clear your obligations
Sentenced by life
Self-proclaimed way you live
You think you can escape
A slow death finds its way
Decrepit filth forcing bastardized youth
A grey lifeless form
The maggots feed on what rings of the end
Let it rot and start anew
Tie a noose for the tenth one in line
Ending yourself to be free
Grip the throat, feeling skin tear away
This is how it feels to need
The maggots feed on what rings of the end
Let it rot and start anew
Burn the churches, burn it all
Burn it straight to the ground
A man-made symbol of greed
Self-stroking ego
I can't help but feed
As I drift away into the void
The maggots feed on what rings of the end
Let it rot and start anew
Let it rot and start anew
Rotting corpses fill the night
The taste of death
That they deserve in their own right
Look to the future
A time that thrives on blinded sight
The overseer cries
Is this what you wanted
Is this what you planned
Is this how you imagined the end
He walks through life
Watching the destruction grow
He doesn't know the past forever marked his soul
Look to the future
A time that thrives on blinded sight
The overseer cries
Watching, the overseer cries
Living guilt free won't clear your obligations
Sentenced by life
Self-proclaimed way you live
You think you can escape
A slow death finds its way
Decrepit filth forcing bastardized youth
A grey lifeless form
The maggots feed on what rings of the end
Let it rot and start anew
Tie a noose for the tenth one in line
Ending yourself to be free
Grip the throat, feeling skin tear away
This is how it feels to need
The maggots feed on what rings of the end
Let it rot and start anew
Burn the churches, burn it all
Burn it straight to the ground
A man-made symbol of greed
Self-stroking ego
I can't help but feed
As I drift away into the void
The maggots feed on what rings of the end
Let it rot and start anew
Let it rot and start anew
Credits
Writer(s): Gabriel Vazquez
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