Obliterate
You'll get yours in this life and in the next
Obliterate until there is nothing of you left
After death is where the real suffering begins
I decide when it ends
Obliterate
I'll hold your head up high on a stick
Front row view of your world in ruins
Product of consequence
Earth without light is my gift
For now it's your turn
To be the one suffering
Ripping flesh from bone
Now you're unrecognizable
Pathetic squirming display
While blood from your open neck wound sprays
Obliterate until there is nothing of you left
After death is where the real suffering begins
I decide when it ends
Obliterate
I'll hold your head up high on a stick
Front row view of your world in ruins
Product of consequence
Earth without light is my gift
For now it's your turn
To be the one suffering
Ripping flesh from bone
Now you're unrecognizable
Pathetic squirming display
While blood from your open neck wound sprays
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Writer(s): Richard Smihula Jr.
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