Speak To The Dead

This is what your eyes say when you kill your worst enemy... I dedicate this to my enemies

Time for you to burn motherfucker

No longer able to cause me torture

Fucking bitches with so much attitude

I will speak all the hostel words I can muster

The hour of your end has dawned

And here is how I will fucking kill you

Tieing you up by the wrists

Mutilation is an underscore of this

Beating you with every blunt object

And ligthing your body on fire

I will soon nail you to a metal cross

With spikes impaling your whole body

10 inch nails in both hands and feet for you

Then I will break every bone in your body

Watching as dogs begin to rip you apart

And listening as you scream into the night

You my once feared enemy

Look how you have become nothing

All at the work of my hands

Your blood falls at my wrath

Fucker, you think you could fuck with me?

You know nothing about the world until you've seen me

Judgement falls at my command

Plagues insew the land with the wave of my hand

I am the darkness that waits to end you

My flesh is the knife that cuts your throat

Rest now for a new day comes

When the hatred starts all over again

With even more furry and haste

Listen now as I speak to you

The dead that now hangs before me

All that remains is more pain for you

For even in your death I continue to beat your body

Finding a new darkness that no one ever heard of

It is me, I am the very night itself