Copyright 2003 BoDY FaRM
Struggle through your life, end up in a casket.
Can't see the pain conveyed through your eyes,
Living a life of deception and lies.
Slit your wrists and pray for an answer.
Butcher your family, humanity's a cancer.
Kill the creator, father of lies.
Slip into nothingness, everybody dies!!
Riddles... (x3)
Mutilate the victims of mind-rape faith,
awake to the screams of the souls they've raped.
Lisrten to the voices that I hear in my head,
Scourged and beaten 'till the river runs red.
Enslaved to the feelings that I hold inside,
Telling me to kill the ones that gave me life.
Shattered existance, degraded through time.
Slaughter resistance, rip out their spines!!
Riddles... (x3)
What are these riddles that plague my mind?
Nothing but a victim to the pain inside.
What are these riddles that tear my soul?
Six-feet under, I'll dig my own hole.
What are these riddles that rape my will?
The easy way out is to swallow the pill.
What are these riddles that steal my sanity?
Fuck you, fuck god, Fuck all humanity!
Riddles... (x3)
Cut off the strings that bind me a slave.
A slave to the world from my birth to the grave.
Dead to the world, I await my demise.
Kill all the innocents, deaf to their cries.
Sheep to the slaughter, compliance to fate.
Look into my eyes, feel nothing but hate.
Corrosion of mind to an abstract existance,
Beat christ with a vengance, relentless persisnence!!
Riddles... (x3)
Guided by the blind, beaten for correction.
Cries fall on deaf-ears, muted by deception.
Comsume our future, end all the pain.
Back to the primitive, with nothing to gain.
Grind up the bones of those you hold dear,
A young boy's mind, riddled with fear.
Sacrifice the weak, dark shadows fall,
Rain blood from the sky, death to us all.
Riddles... (x3)