Murder every image you get of dying,
subdued to what you think and what you always see
Time ticks faster then your own heart beat,
suffering in surrender leaving you defeat
On and on you keep the hate inside,
bleeding out feelings that have been passed down
Collect the pieces of what you fail in the meaning of life,
try and put it back together but your puzzle keeps up with your strife
Turn into overdrive,
realize your life is done
Wait for the silence of death,
then move back to where you came from,
Hell
If a bullet was shot out of your mouth every time you lied,
I'd be loaded and loaded with .45 mm pieces of lead
The problem remains that you can't kill,
no reasons of losing give you that cheap thrill
Turn it off and flick the power switch again,
give us the energy we need to get back at you
Hatred towards you is un-real to say,
TOO BAD A WEAPON CAN GET YOU AWAY!
Turn into overdrive,
realize your life is done
Wait for the silence of death,
then move back to where you came from,
Hell
Remember the battle of yesterday?
It reveals today and tomorrow,
blaring light on our maps of horror and dread
A RAZORBLADE AND DEATH ITEMS CONJURED TOGETHER,
WILL FIND YOU STANDING IN THE STATE OF REVENGE
I GET IT FIRST
What do they always say?
REVENGE IS,
SWEET!