You’re an epidemic of filth   With decaying morals   You’re disposable   Disposable      My conscience tells me the digestion, of your corpse, would be to, my best, interests   I’ll inebriate your senses      To give way to    My sadistic will   I will cut your, mouth to match, the grin across mine   Your mouth will beg, for my hands to, be humane      Just another whore   Wishing for wings   All too common yeah      Your tears will, provide the perfect, shade of suffering, to your portrait      My actions will speak louder than words      I won’t grant you, dignity    Your death will be, of a swine   No penitence, needed   These deviations cannot be, undone   Maimed and disfigured   Disarmed, from head to toe      Your breathe escapes you   Say Something Say SOMETHING, Say Something   Cut, Hack, Rip, Saw, Gauge, Gorge   Cut, Hack, Rip   Cut, Cut, Cut!      I’m your fucking end