Interrogator
How will I reside amongst this filth?
(Now realise)
Why the fuck would I take pity
On your fucking case?
Now I will decide to spit
On your fucking grave
Choke on your fucking words
That's about all that you deserve
From your lies to deceit
I'll make you see defeat
When you're rotting
Six feet deep
These never ending voices call from
Beyond the void
Putrid pestilence
Your sins will be atoned
Scorching the cursed earth, yet still
What's it fucking worth?
Pretentious coward
I'd rather see you rot
So fuck you
And who you love too
The bugs won't
Won't even find you
(They won't find you)
Fuck you and all you love too
I just wanna cut your head off
Now fuck you, and who you
You love too!
You're forsaken
With actions condemned
What the fuck were you thinking?
This is the end
You're forsaken
With actions condemned
What the fuck were you thinking?
This is the end
This is the end!
How will I reside amongst this filth?
(Now realise)
Why the fuck would I take pity
On your fucking case?
Now I will decide to spit
On your fucking grave
Fuck you, and who you love too
When your rotting
(Rotting)
Putrid
Six feet deep
You're forsaken
With actions condemned
What the fuck were you thinking?
This is the end
You're forsaken
With actions condemned
What the fuck were you thinking?
This is the end
You're forsaken
With actions condemned
What the fuck were you thinking?
This is the end!
(Now realise)
Why the fuck would I take pity
On your fucking case?
Now I will decide to spit
On your fucking grave
Choke on your fucking words
That's about all that you deserve
From your lies to deceit
I'll make you see defeat
When you're rotting
Six feet deep
These never ending voices call from
Beyond the void
Putrid pestilence
Your sins will be atoned
Scorching the cursed earth, yet still
What's it fucking worth?
Pretentious coward
I'd rather see you rot
So fuck you
And who you love too
The bugs won't
Won't even find you
(They won't find you)
Fuck you and all you love too
I just wanna cut your head off
Now fuck you, and who you
You love too!
You're forsaken
With actions condemned
What the fuck were you thinking?
This is the end
You're forsaken
With actions condemned
What the fuck were you thinking?
This is the end
This is the end!
How will I reside amongst this filth?
(Now realise)
Why the fuck would I take pity
On your fucking case?
Now I will decide to spit
On your fucking grave
Fuck you, and who you love too
When your rotting
(Rotting)
Putrid
Six feet deep
You're forsaken
With actions condemned
What the fuck were you thinking?
This is the end
You're forsaken
With actions condemned
What the fuck were you thinking?
This is the end
You're forsaken
With actions condemned
What the fuck were you thinking?
This is the end!
Credits
Writer(s): Marcus Cryer, Peter Peschek
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