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DEAD IS THE NEW BLACK
Skull and bones
DEAD IS THE NEW BLACK
There are ghosts haunting the chambers of my heart
Sew my eyes shut until everything goes dark
Walls painted crimson with the blood sacrifice
Bookmark the last page as the ending of life
Every lie is camouflaged with prayer
Steeple your hands and fall to your knees
And the world will face fuck you now and again
Punishment for unforgivable sins
Hell is home and it is here to stay
Every stroke of the quill drags me to the grave
Death is just the beginning for the end to come
You know the pit of where I am from
Sever the tether free from the rack
Skull and bones because dead is new black
Dead is the new black
FUCK YEAH
Crucifixion is in high def on demand
For all the holy rollers and the low damned
The summit is haunted with heads of the doomed
Thrice cursed hellfire eyes underneath the moon
I've killed in the name of the unholy
Glory of desolation awaits me
There is a fine line between pain and pleasure
When salvation dies in graveyard whispers
Hell is home and it is here to stay
Every stroke of the quill drags me to the grave
Death is just the beginning for the end to come
You know the pit of where I am from
Sever the tether free from the rack
Skull and bones because dead is new black
DEAD IS THE NEW BLACK
STITCHED TO THE CORPSES
I HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND
THAT THEY LEAD THE WAY
TO THE DAMNATION LANDS
WHEN ALL HOPE IS LOST
MY BODY'S HERE TO STAY
EVISCERATION
DESECRATION AND FLAME
it is time to pay the piper
with pounds of flesh for the vespers
pray for me not to prey on you
with the violence bleeding through
YOU CAN'T FUCKING STOP ME
Hell is home and it is here to stay
Every stroke of the quill drags me to the grave
Death is just the beginning for the end to come
You know the pit of where I am from
Sever the tether free from the rack
Skull and bones because dead is new black
DEAD IS THE NEW BLACK
There are ghosts haunting the chambers of my heart
Sew my eyes shut until everything goes dark
Walls painted crimson with the blood sacrifice
Bookmark the last page as the ending of life
Every lie is camouflaged with prayer
Steeple your hands and fall to your knees
And the world will face fuck you now and again
Punishment for unforgivable sins
Hell is home and it is here to stay
Every stroke of the quill drags me to the grave
Death is just the beginning for the end to come
You know the pit of where I am from
Sever the tether free from the rack
Skull and bones because dead is new black
Dead is the new black
FUCK YEAH
Crucifixion is in high def on demand
For all the holy rollers and the low damned
The summit is haunted with heads of the doomed
Thrice cursed hellfire eyes underneath the moon
I've killed in the name of the unholy
Glory of desolation awaits me
There is a fine line between pain and pleasure
When salvation dies in graveyard whispers
Hell is home and it is here to stay
Every stroke of the quill drags me to the grave
Death is just the beginning for the end to come
You know the pit of where I am from
Sever the tether free from the rack
Skull and bones because dead is new black
DEAD IS THE NEW BLACK
STITCHED TO THE CORPSES
I HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND
THAT THEY LEAD THE WAY
TO THE DAMNATION LANDS
WHEN ALL HOPE IS LOST
MY BODY'S HERE TO STAY
EVISCERATION
DESECRATION AND FLAME
it is time to pay the piper
with pounds of flesh for the vespers
pray for me not to prey on you
with the violence bleeding through
YOU CAN'T FUCKING STOP ME
Hell is home and it is here to stay
Every stroke of the quill drags me to the grave
Death is just the beginning for the end to come
You know the pit of where I am from
Sever the tether free from the rack
Skull and bones because dead is new black
Published 4th May 2021
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© 2021 Frank Green
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4th May 2021 2:06am
Hum.. I am pondering on those words above my poet.. I had to reread to get a way in here. Oh my.. your mind is to be reckoned with, a labyrinth that balances between the light and darkness. In your mind, you make perfect sense, whereas, the validity of death which is the ending to all before the rebirth. Nevertheless, peace is found within the heart, and destruction to mankind is carried out by the deviation of the mind... An interesting musing my poet as always
