The joy of taking your life
When it never began
Even death may die
Your stagnance in limbo
Abused by petty demands
Back so easily bent
But its the strength of your hands
I feel them writhe as you recognize
This is the end
This is the end
I rip it from you
I fill it will it with pieces of what is left
Until there is nothing
You will wait there for me
I rip it from you
I fill it will it with pieces of what is left
Until there is nothing
You will wait there for me
The joy of taking your life
All of circumstance
Aren't you a victim, product of the system, a lifetime so bland?
You've taken all this shit
They leer and smear it on your face
Abused rejected disgraced
Spineless disgrace