Penance
Pain is my penance, life is my sin
Seeking my vengeance
Will I ever find my peace?
Choke on the words you speak
Exiled for heresy, doomed by a past so bleak
I long for the closure they stole from me
Where are my answers now
When you buried the truth six feet underground
This flesh disintegrates
Infatuated by all of their sins
Show the face of fear in the weakest of them
Time to pay your fucking penance
Sever the finger that points the blame
All you fake fucks have nothing to gain from me
No time for trust, no one is dependable
Friend or foe they're all dispensable
Empathy incomprehensible
Surrendering to my hatred
Purge all memories
Ignite the fire of fury deep down within me
Enter at your own indiscretion
Bring your judgement through the door
Claim you wanna help me then shut me down and leave me raw
What the fuck do I have to do
For you to see the truth?
Instead of swallowing your pride you'd rather fucking hide
Behind your own lies
To be honest all you motherfuckers can
Claim your blissful ignorance
And waste away
I count down the seconds
Till you cower to your grave
As I feel your life decay
I'll watch with a smile as your eyes turn grey
Face your punishment
Look me in the eyes as you leave your life behind
Only hell waits the other side
Struck by the hand that feeds
Stripped of all dignity
My past won't set me free
Through these stitches I still bleed
Pain is my penance
Life is my sin
Seeking my vengeance
Will I ever find my peace?
Burden my sanity
Scarring me callously
Discredit every word I say
Erase every trace of me
I'll fucking make them see
That they're all prey in a web of deceit
Bring forth the enemy
Commence the sentencing
Guillotine
Drop the blade. remove their fucking heads
And spill the blood of the enemy
Traitor
Cut from my fucking life
You lied
You lie, you fucking die
Fuck you
Can't handle the fucking truth
Spineless cunts
The fucking lot of you
Seeking my vengeance
Will I ever find my peace?
Choke on the words you speak
Exiled for heresy, doomed by a past so bleak
I long for the closure they stole from me
Where are my answers now
When you buried the truth six feet underground
This flesh disintegrates
Infatuated by all of their sins
Show the face of fear in the weakest of them
Time to pay your fucking penance
Sever the finger that points the blame
All you fake fucks have nothing to gain from me
No time for trust, no one is dependable
Friend or foe they're all dispensable
Empathy incomprehensible
Surrendering to my hatred
Purge all memories
Ignite the fire of fury deep down within me
Enter at your own indiscretion
Bring your judgement through the door
Claim you wanna help me then shut me down and leave me raw
What the fuck do I have to do
For you to see the truth?
Instead of swallowing your pride you'd rather fucking hide
Behind your own lies
To be honest all you motherfuckers can
Claim your blissful ignorance
And waste away
I count down the seconds
Till you cower to your grave
As I feel your life decay
I'll watch with a smile as your eyes turn grey
Face your punishment
Look me in the eyes as you leave your life behind
Only hell waits the other side
Struck by the hand that feeds
Stripped of all dignity
My past won't set me free
Through these stitches I still bleed
Pain is my penance
Life is my sin
Seeking my vengeance
Will I ever find my peace?
Burden my sanity
Scarring me callously
Discredit every word I say
Erase every trace of me
I'll fucking make them see
That they're all prey in a web of deceit
Bring forth the enemy
Commence the sentencing
Guillotine
Drop the blade. remove their fucking heads
And spill the blood of the enemy
Traitor
Cut from my fucking life
You lied
You lie, you fucking die
Fuck you
Can't handle the fucking truth
Spineless cunts
The fucking lot of you
Credits
Writer(s): Ben Mason, Keir Campbell, Steven Hunt
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