Only The Dead Have Seen The End Of The War

Spoken words of the ancients I live the meaning today

Part in truth and part in the truth I make for myself

Because everyday is the same thing

Battles played out over and over in my head

Closing my eyes and seeing the momories come back

New lies are told and they take their seats in time

For everything that you fucking say has been said before

Nothing totally new about any of this

I've seen it all before, and lived all before you were born

Before your eyes were opened to this world at war

So hard to walk around with a replaying nightmare

Coming to get me everytime I lay down and shut my eyes

Fire and freezing rain pour down as I become lost in another time

I was there on the frontlines everyday with you

Yet you turned on your bestfriend and one true love

Pointing the gun in my direction and opening fire

How the fuck do you kill something that you love so much?

It's easy, remember how much the bitch fucking hates you

Return hate for hate and blow for blow

For in the end this whore doesn't have a thing to show

No ammo anymore, just the fact that she's no more

Beaten down it's no longer an eye for an eye

I take the eye when I please and pull the teeth at my own need

Peeling back skin and pouring the salt in

Bruising and beating and then giving a tongue lashing

Whipping without remorse until the skin falls off your back

A cat of nine tails is used and you recieve more then the normal amount

40 times 40 lashes and then 40 more for good luck

I live and see the end of the war coming on the wind

But I have died so many times in the arms of the likes of those

Fucking bitchs that only know how to ruin lives

Dead and yet alive I am a creature of my own demise

Walking into situations and walking out with a broken mind

Everything I know has come on the back of a hard time

Left for dead so many times that I don't remember them all

I used to think that I wasn't good enough

It's a fucking war out here between the good and the bad

Yet the ugly never interfer, it's a battle of the beautiful

So what is there left for me to do but fight on

As a ghost and a man, both alive and yet both dead

No one understands the things that break into my mind

Doubts and fears and voices of demons from beyond the world

Murder and rage are the backbone of my very soul

Darkened to a point where no one can see into me

Look into my eyes and see the vipers that rest there

And on my lips the marks of scaring from forgetten hearts

Those that said they loved but pulled it back when others came along

It's not just a fight it's a fucking game and I'm tired of playing

Just leave me with my gun to go home and live in peace

So tired of the hand of death that follows me around

And as the sun rises I go and beat down deaths door

Opening fire on the same motherfuckers that did it to me

Sleeping with the enemy, the very spirit that tries to bring me down

But I am above all the pitty bullshit now and I no longer give a fuck about you

Kicking your fucking ass is all I have left on the list

A hit man from another time and another place

Perfecting the art of breaking someone down so hard and so soft

That the death takes a lifetime but it's the slowest lifetime ever

Suffering under my gaze, hold the bombs I throw you

Nothing is over until I decide it is and now is not the time

You will be tormented in agony and I will yet hold still

Watching every moment of your slow endless death

I am the lord of death and I've come just for you

All you bastard children that fucked with my life

Revenge is my name and hatred is my virture

Removing the mask so that you will forever know my face

Forever speaking of the day Thought Crusader came for your soul

Beyond all space and time I am from a place on high

Located in the deepths of the earth, my sickle is in hand

Ready to take off your fucking head and send you straight to hell

See what you did to me motherfucker!

Look at what you turned me into bitch!

Motherfucker I am so fucked up because of you!

Bitch you ruined all that was left good in me!

Evil is my face and it is full of the darkest of woe

Repeating the act over and over again

Killing all you fuckers off one by one just so I can get off

You are in for it now motherfucker, today is the day

So lock the windows and bar the door so that it may be a challenge

I've come to show you the scars the will always live on me

And then to give you some of your own to carry

For today is the day you fucking die, and for you there is no coming back!