Pick your poison as dead beats do Leave a wake in the hearts that hurt you Pick your poison as dead beats do Blood pulsing through your wounds A thousand
Voracious children and wolves Sharpen their teeth on our bones Carrion feeds the wretched Vacant eyes peer through the hole Beggars and thieves bring
Shut your doors, their storm is coming Of unlived dreams that were cast away Hear the howls soaring in the wind Don't let our end begin My hatred grows
Waiting for the axe to fall Sun is sinking clouds collecting I'm in a race to stop the bleeding me My will is leaving darkness falling Need to finally
For all those born to serve And those that chose to hide (How many worker bees died within our hive?) Let their sadness be our blessing Let their losses
A triumph of tragedy And all it claims from me As those years recede While lies are all I see Missed steps and misgivings Driven by frailty What you
No longer feel you No longer fear you I've worked overtime In your cancer factories Lived with those lies To make those loose ends meet I've taken all
Down by your side I watch the dreary light It illuminates your sleeping skin I reach my cold arms across the bed You make no move You never do Own these
Rotting legacies Fading loyalties Effigies for the beasts Effigies Distorted hearts Worship God currency That is so worthless to me The poor eat the
Severed me roots of dead family trees Finding the damage inside (Of me) Parting blood red seas on bended knee Too much to ask when it's so hard to breathe
The collapsing veins are empty The stars are less bright tonight The future is moving farther away From defeated eyes Your words can't touch me While
Small axe fall big tree Though I'm just a baby Safe in your arms That's where I wanna be Small axe fall big tree Small axe fall big tree Though I'm just
You thought it was over, it's not over I came back, I brought my axe In the shadows, alone in the dark Young victims, I stalk You thought it was over
You thought it was over, it=B9s not over. I came back, I brought my axe In the shadows, alone in the dark, young victims I stalk. You thought it was over
an axe And then attacked And away at his family He began to hack His dad wouldn't let him Listen to a hardcore band So here comes David With an axe in
I hope in hell you fucking rot Suicide or was it murder? Open wide and eat my shit How's it taste you little bitch? Die by knife, gun or axe Ripped
he hide his face Joy has come It rises with the son He the highest on the horizon Joy has come In the mind that I see Beautiful the axe that flies
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