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My love has gone, killed mid-dance
by hateful eyes and bloodstained hands
build a freeway through a house
kill ten children for a blouse

fire burns in mine eyes
hateful visage pierces lies
patience wanes in flaming field
sinners thrive, their wounds are healed

Kill them all the world is better
drown all thought in spiteful letter
return the favors you receive
make them suffer, no reprieve

Burn the bridge on which you stand
to see them fall, from other end
Hate consumes, nowhere to turn
they think they're right, but they will learn

Beasts aren't born, they're made from men
creators burn in hell, amen
I'll make them feel, the blades they drew
the bed they made, the soul they slew

You wanted blood, but now you're scared
don't pick a fight if not prepared
to lose it all as soon you'll see
this hellish beast you've made of me

Posted May 13, 2016, 9:48 PM UTC