Tracks

01. Crewcabanger
02. Anathema Of The Sick
03. Cheyne Stokes
04. Disgrace
05. Lifeless



01. Crewcabanger

Useless waste of human flesh,
Fucking everything you see.
Body like an hourglass,
But a soul just like a succubus.
No, I will not fall victim to your disease,
Or your hideous vagina trap.
Like fucking a malady filled gangrenous wound,
I want nothing to do with you.
Love is dead instead,
You'd rather give head.
You stupid trick,
I will end this.
You're life is meaningless.
Love is dead instead,
You'd rather give head.
Useless waste of human flesh.
I will end this


02. Anathema Of The Sick

I will never understand it,
It still hurts to think about it.
Take these walls away from me,
And let me leave this place,
So I can finally be sane.
You were all my anything and everything could be,
But just the very thought of you makes me feel unclean.
I hate how easy it is for you to completely sicken me.
You're always there in the back of my mind,
Your words still cut their way into my head.
Why won't this loathing feeling just leave me alone?
I'm sick of seeing your face in all my dreams.
Filth, pain, and disgust fill my head.
If I could only just erase you from my memory


03. Cheyne Stokes

This will be your bleak dissolution.
I will rid the world of your filth.
And I will scourge you with no remorse.
I will abolish all the pain you've caused,
By your pillage of the innocent.
Your horrid fate will not be quick,
Grisly horrors will fall upon you.
I will make your insides on the fucking outside.
I'll tear through your skin and watch you rot.
So where's your pleasure now?
It's not so pleasing when you are the one at the end of this misery.
Oh but it is for me,
To sit and watch you bleed.
So say your final prayer,
But I'll promise you,
God can't show you where to hide


04. Disgrace

This is the true fucking disgrace when one out of three are diseased.
The only thing I'll let you go down on is the barrel of my fucking gun.
There is no dignity,
There is no self respect.
You can't say you have values while you're choking on a dick.
I will show no lament while I'm thrusting my knife into your organs.
You should have closed your legs,
But now you'll have to endure the pain.
Your body twitches and shakes.
Your ailment will infect no more.
This is the quietus of another scarlet whore


05. Lifeless

Your dress is lined with blood,
You look so much better in red.
And with your throat open,
Your body twitches and squirms,
As you suffocate on your own blood.
With your last thoughts I hope you think of everything I've ever done for you,
And how you left me to lie in my buried agony.
I will never let myself sink that low again.
But I'll let my knife sink deeper for reparations you bitch.
Your eyes are getting heavy,
But I won't let this end so quickly no,
I want to watch your suffer.
I see your lifeless corpse,
And I can't help but laugh.
You brought this upon yourself,
Another wretched soul being slowly dragged to hell.
This is the last life you fuck,
You're dead you fucking slut.