I Have No Pity
Hitched to the spark that's heaven sent
Down in the valley of sorrows lament
Prevailing winds tell tales of fire
Of battles waged and warriors desire
You've just stepped to the wrong embrace
My grip is cold with an iron mace
I'll shackle your hands and your legs
I'll sit and dine as you beg
Lay down the law, you're better left forgotten
Lay low, I'll leave you to rot then
You've come out of bounds
Get the fuck out of here
I have no pity
I'll hunt you down with the hounds
I have no pity
Into the throws of defeat
Caught by surprise, watch the fear wash over
Visions seem real with cloudy eyes
Knives in the back are a sure demise
You just stepped to the wrong embrace
My grip is cold with an iron mace
I'll shackle your hands and spit in your face
I'll sit and dine as you beg
You've come out of bounds
Get the fuck out of here
I have no pity
I'll hunt you down with the hounds
I have no pity
Hear the hooves, smell the liars
Amongst themselves, they conspire
Stretch their necks with barbed wire
Give cause to never cease fire
Lay down the law, you're better left forgotten
Lay low, I'll leave you to rot then
You've come out of bounds
Get the fuck out of here
I have no pity
I'll hunt you down with the hounds
I have no pity
You've come out of bounds
Get the fuck out of here
I have no pity
I'll hunt you down with the hounds
I have no pity
Hear the hooves, smell the liars
Amongst themselves, they conspire
Stretch their necks with barbed wire
Give cause to never cease fire
I have no pity
I have no pity
Pity
Pity
Down in the valley of sorrows lament
Prevailing winds tell tales of fire
Of battles waged and warriors desire
You've just stepped to the wrong embrace
My grip is cold with an iron mace
I'll shackle your hands and your legs
I'll sit and dine as you beg
Lay down the law, you're better left forgotten
Lay low, I'll leave you to rot then
You've come out of bounds
Get the fuck out of here
I have no pity
I'll hunt you down with the hounds
I have no pity
Into the throws of defeat
Caught by surprise, watch the fear wash over
Visions seem real with cloudy eyes
Knives in the back are a sure demise
You just stepped to the wrong embrace
My grip is cold with an iron mace
I'll shackle your hands and spit in your face
I'll sit and dine as you beg
You've come out of bounds
Get the fuck out of here
I have no pity
I'll hunt you down with the hounds
I have no pity
Hear the hooves, smell the liars
Amongst themselves, they conspire
Stretch their necks with barbed wire
Give cause to never cease fire
Lay down the law, you're better left forgotten
Lay low, I'll leave you to rot then
You've come out of bounds
Get the fuck out of here
I have no pity
I'll hunt you down with the hounds
I have no pity
You've come out of bounds
Get the fuck out of here
I have no pity
I'll hunt you down with the hounds
I have no pity
Hear the hooves, smell the liars
Amongst themselves, they conspire
Stretch their necks with barbed wire
Give cause to never cease fire
I have no pity
I have no pity
Pity
Pity
Credits
Writer(s): Bradley James Fafara, Neal Tiemann, Austin D'amond, Michael Colin Spreitzer
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