Из альбома: Crown of Phantoms
Fake, judgemental hypocrite
Self-righteous piece of shit
You think you know it all
Don't know a fucking thing about me do you?
No, You're everything I despise
And nothing will save you now
Celebrate the demise of broken dreams
And empty promises
You are the disease
Pathetic waste of life
Get down on your knees
Beg to stay alive, The truth is
I can't fight the urge
To smash your fucking head in
To break your fucking face
Crazed, Sharpening the blade
All that's left in me is rage
It would be worth it all
To put you in your fucking grave