From the Depths
You're all gonna die
By my fucking hands
No one can save you
Revenge of the damned
I hope you're ready
For what you're about to see
It's been clawing it's way
From the depths deep inside of me
No one can save you now
I'll bury you
And all your worthless words
You waste of life
You'll never be fucking heard
Your times run out
You'll say it's just bad luck
Your body is lifeless
And no one gives a fuck
Fragments of you
Nothing
Surrounded by death
I'm surrounded by death
By my fucking hands
No one can save you
Revenge of the damned
I hope you're ready
For what you're about to see
It's been clawing it's way
From the depths deep inside of me
No one can save you now
I'll bury you
And all your worthless words
You waste of life
You'll never be fucking heard
Your times run out
You'll say it's just bad luck
Your body is lifeless
And no one gives a fuck
Fragments of you
Nothing
Surrounded by death
I'm surrounded by death
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Writer(s): Kevin Ciresa
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