Ill of the Dead

I am the man that you wanna hate
Twisted degenerate
Call me foetal and blind
Empty from mouth to mind

Rip open my ribcage
Set free the bird that is this heart of rage
Rip, rip off a fingernail
Draggin’ your life off the blade on which you are impaled

Save, save a soul
Leave but a bloody hole
Save, save my soul
Beating myself blind up against this wall

What’s done is done

Claw at broken skin
Leavin’ a hollow shell of the man within
Claw, let fester well
Thoughts of a desperate man, you can’t ignore that swell

Save, save a soul
Leave but a bloody hole
Save, save my soul
Wrecking a life for the sake of us all

If I have to drag you
Screaming and kickin’
I won’t leave you till you are sickened
This is a living hell, so the joker said
Treat talk of the past like it’s ill of the dead

I am the one that you wanna hate
I am the one that you desecrate
Get out there and blow your mind
Live life, I am immortal

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