| Isn�t it sad Sing a song a song of the dead. Your mind goes blank you see nothing but red. �Save me I don�t want to die� I watch you slip away as you pathetically cry Sing a praise to the dead. You�ll never be the same its not all in your head. I haunt your dreams every night as you toss and turn and scream with fright. Skeletons clatter, teeth will chatter welcome to the land of eternal night. The ghouls and goblins the blood red sky it�s a beautiful sight. Welcome this is the end come into the gates of hell and enjoy your afterlife my friend. No more suffering you have been damned This is the life for all of man. Isn�t it sad? �This isn�t me this isn�t it� You scream as your throat gets slit. I watch the blood gurgle and spew, oh its beautiful and I am glad I�m not you. Pathetic meaningless flesh and bone, I am the serial killer on the other end of the phone. Isn�t it sad you are the very mortals that make me mad. I rid the earth of your puny race, evil finally has a new face. Fuck the church, fuck the government, fuck you all, You�re to blame and I will not take the fall. |
| The bitterness of the world weighs you down the unfairness is the shitty thorny crown.Blood red fires ignite theskies the pathetic cries of all mankind. Apocalypse now the rage of hate brings you down. Sex, drugs, rock and roll its not the life its all a show. Reality is fucked up in our bitter world today wake the fuck up it all ends the same an everlasting painful agonizing death. Then you wake up in a pool pf vomit wondering where your sanity went. Its fucked up life is sometimes a cruel lie do what you want to do because we all eventually die. Spiritually, Physically, the world is decayed you sit and stare at the human psyche and watch it fray. I hate today but don't dwell on the past. The pain and anger I feel inside will never last |