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DEMONIZED

it feels so lonely at the top of the mountain
because it is just too hard to count the bones
the bodies are piling up beneath my feet
it's taken forever to find my way back home

i do not want
to see your face
it's haunted me
in mourning light
i cannot wait
to run again
i scare myself
in the darkest

NIGHT

The horde is right outside my door
Choking on the ash that they abhor
With cleansing flames and their pitchforks
In the name of God
They have come for blood
They just don't know I'm fresh outta fucks

I never meant to walk among your tombstones
Persecuted because I'm not one of you
I'm the devil you made to be your savior
Revenge is the only dish that I savor

But my demon is never satisfied
I will dig up all the corpses in time
Look inside you for the meaning of life
On the razor edge of my fucking knife

Gallows are set up on my lawn
The noose is swaying in the dawn
Infamy seems like next to none
Next to laws of Man
Never felt so damned
Guess that's what it's like for the devil's spawn

I never meant to walk among your tombstones
Persecuted because I'm not one of you
I'm the devil you made to be your savior
Revenge is the only dish that I savor

But my demon is never satisfied
I will dig up all the corpses in time
Look inside you for the meaning of life
On the razor edge of my fucking knife

not a killer
i'm so much worse
just a scapegoat
in a corner
you won't make me
not a martyr
if you push me
you best call the

CORONER

THERE'S A CHAINSAW IN MY BASEMENT
WITH ALL YOUR NAME CARVED INTO IT
MAKE ME INTO THE INSTRUMENT
OF YOUR DESTRUCTION
I AM DAMNATION
DEMONIZE IN YOUR FUCKING LAMENTS

I never meant to walk among your tombstones
Persecuted because I'm not one of you
I'm the devil you made to be your savior
Revenge is the only dish that I savor

But my demon is never satisfied
I will dig up all the corpses in time
Look inside you for the meaning of life
On the razor edge of my fucking knife