Burnt to fucking shit
Read the writing on the wall
Black blood of control
Nothing like a fight 'cause it makes me realise
Who i am
Pigfuck hostility a swine
Spit roasted to a gauntlet for all
You've got cunt shit disease of the highest order
Ten bar expensive drug and your army of dysentry
Of former men to cull
Pentagram burnt on my fucking skull
For a quarter of whores
We will inherit what's ours
Time waits for no man
Especially those lifeless
Burning in your bed
As i scratch my name on your face
It feels so right
As our blood becomes one
Of former men to cull
Pentagram burnt on my fucking skull
Better fucking run
As i looked at you
As my mind was in reverse
And as i thought of you
All i could do was curse
It feels so right
As our blood becomes one
Of former men to cull
Pentagram burnt on my fucking skull
I burnt her
I fucked her