God Grant Me Vengeance

Stain the planet red, dark knuckles will ignite The ignorant will pay with their blood on my hands It's bad enough the human condition is weak Three pounds of flesh upstairs and you can't think for yourself Merely defeated I carry this weight alone S

I rot alive In the coma crimson sleep The sound of iv drips They water down my soul Distilling hate and mold When will I wake to kill your mind like mine? I drown in sleep, cold eyes can't speak (what a waste) These hours of decay, these hours of dec

Wither away Human failure Born to tragedy The ashen womb she Did not know the Filth that she would bring breeding Murder hands and Itchy eyes to Stab the lids out dry, fearing Her own child In denial Bodies build up high, well... Poor world we should

Eighty percent of you will turn your back on your own god Our prisons holy temples for the modern day criminal mind He kills with sacred hands Divinity has failed we cage the sanctified With righteous plastic smiles you preach but you don't pray A fu