Bury You
What is your life about
Straight to hell leads your route
I am control, I'm destiny
I am the hole, I'm the rotting tree
I am the hole, I'm the rotting tree
Hell, it shall come to you
Regret it all that you do
I'll end your will, I'll end your life
Piercing through will my rusty knife
Piercing through will my rusty knife
You think you are pure, I'll end your reign
There is no cure for your sickened brain
Bury you alive in fire
All this will quench my desire
Burning flesh, burning skin
Burning your soul, all from within
Bury you alive in fire
All this will quench my desire
Burn, burn, burn
Burn, burn, burn
Burn, burn, burn
Burn, burn, burn
Your blood is running cold
Your soul is used and sold
Your life it fades, hell soon awaits
It's much too late, they've opened the gates
It's much too late, they've opened the gates
Regret it all, to your knees you fall
Beg for mercy, before you crawl
Reflect back on your pathetic life
Hell has no afterlife
Hell has no afterlife
You think you are pure, I'll end your reign
There is no cure for your sickened brain
Bury you alive in fire
All this will quench my desire
Burning flesh, burning skin
Burning your soul, all from within
Bury you alive in fire
All this will quench my desire
Straight to hell leads your route
I am control, I'm destiny
I am the hole, I'm the rotting tree
I am the hole, I'm the rotting tree
Hell, it shall come to you
Regret it all that you do
I'll end your will, I'll end your life
Piercing through will my rusty knife
Piercing through will my rusty knife
You think you are pure, I'll end your reign
There is no cure for your sickened brain
Bury you alive in fire
All this will quench my desire
Burning flesh, burning skin
Burning your soul, all from within
Bury you alive in fire
All this will quench my desire
Burn, burn, burn
Burn, burn, burn
Burn, burn, burn
Burn, burn, burn
Your blood is running cold
Your soul is used and sold
Your life it fades, hell soon awaits
It's much too late, they've opened the gates
It's much too late, they've opened the gates
Regret it all, to your knees you fall
Beg for mercy, before you crawl
Reflect back on your pathetic life
Hell has no afterlife
Hell has no afterlife
You think you are pure, I'll end your reign
There is no cure for your sickened brain
Bury you alive in fire
All this will quench my desire
Burning flesh, burning skin
Burning your soul, all from within
Bury you alive in fire
All this will quench my desire
Credits
Writer(s): Aleksandar Solic
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