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I laugh at your fear,
Tied up, bound down.
Bringing in tools of hell bent destruction.
Digging into your upper chest,
I let the razor edge slide down to your cock.
While Iâm down there,
I hatchet everything off.
Screams are like an orchestra,
Symphony of sorts.
You must see this.
You must see my masterpiece at work.
Break your knees and then your arms.
The screams are getting worse.
My bloodlustâs fueled with no remorse.
Scream for your God, scream.
No one will save you.
Scream on, scream.
Slicing your face,
I take a taste of your cooling blood.
I am God.
I am master.
I, the bringer of pain and pure torment.
Try to pass out to relieve yourself;
I will not let you sleep.
You must see this.
You must see my true masterpiece.
I am God,
I am master.
I, the bringer of pain and pure torment.
Haunt you in your dreams.
I am the king.
I am master.
Bow down before thee.
Itâs good to be me.
Haunt you in your dreams.
I am the king.
Bow down before me.
- Álbum:
- We Are Violent People By Nature
- I Declare War
- Bring The Season (Demo)
- Amidst The Bloodshed
- What You Deserve
- Malevolence
- Miscellaneous
- Artery Recordings Summer 2010
- Artery Recordings Summer 2010 Sampler
- Artery Recordings Video Bundle
- Artery Recordings March Metal Madness ‘13
- I Declare War (Bonus Track Version)
- Noose
- Quiet
- Songs for the Sick
- Songs for the Sick (Instrumental)