I'm your suicidal doomsday machine Bestowing my grace on everything My ill will shall never leave Embracing until you cannot breathe Superterrorizer
Conceived to kill, living just to die Hell in a hand basket, why even try Death on death, makes the world go round Fitting to live six feet underground
I'm coming Hunt me down, seek me out, bring your best That's how I want it to be Full of doubt, full of fear, all's unclear It's over 'cause now I can
Can't you see I feel your pain? I've got Jesus running through my veins In this hopeless life that's turned on you Give yourself to me, I'll help you
Kicked around, smacked about Gagged & bound No more on the down & out Took my pay, cut me off, had a laugh Tables are now turning around Thought it was
I sit reflecting I feel the end has begun It seems my days now mirror the setting sun So many places that I have been This ride that was long seems so
You, yeah you, yeah you You got a cardboard cutout soul Just a power-tripping, mind-raping, backstabbing junkie Thinking your hype is true You, yeah
All that you want, and all that you need Don't bother asking, just come to me I know I'll see you, I'll see you again Just keep on talking, listen when
You're so fuckin' tough, so motherfuckin' bad 13 years of grief is all your folks ever had Just an ignorant cunt, talkin' such shit Tryin' to act like
Living, fighting, obsessing Just as long as I can share it all with you Yesterday, today, tomorrow, come rain, come shine Hell and back, the beginning
My neck has been broke in the noose of life's rope Through My loss of you I have found no hope Slain emotions, lifeless and blue Destroying myself now
My father told me, "Always be strong, son Don't you ever cry You find the pretty girls and then you love them And you say goodbye" I never dreamed that
In this river all shall fade to black In this river ain't no coming back In this river all shall fade to black In this river all shall fade to black
Exterminate the laws of all The sacred past Begins to fall The undying gods of death The disease it must be fed Parade of the dead The asylum marches
When you're weary, feeling small When tears are in your eyes I will dry them all I'm on your side when times get rough And friends just can't be found
and All that you'll ever know This brotherhood of snakes shall Rule and control The corruption of man his fate And his soul This flame of black which
The first Noel, the angel did say Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay In fields where they lay keeping their sheep On a cold winter's
The quicksand is rising I'll down once more then do it again Tired of fighting my war is Here how long has it been? Right on time Right on time All is
