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CONFESSION OF A MADMAN
Down in the dark a creature was born
To kill again and again
It is me, is it you in the storm
Raging on the shores of the damned?
A putrid stench fucking sickening
From the vain clutches of God
Damning me, damning you goddamn it
I AM AWASH IN YOUR B L O O D
i See smiling faces all around me
ENTOMBED in jars of piss and gore
The devil has come to collect
THIS IS A CONFESSION OF A MADMAN
YOU CANNOT KILL ME
IF I AM DEAD IN YOUR EYES
MY FATE WON'T LET ME DIE
Good riddance to the trash
That surrounds me
I hope you burn in Hell
As the raven takes flight
Scorning your name
Your name is shit in my mouth
YOU CANNOT ESCAPE
FOR YOU ARE DEAD IN MY EYES
CAN'T WAIT TO WATCH YOU DIE
AND BURY YOU
D E E P
Fallen angels wEEP
At the KING'S pallid reFLECTion
infernal fire lights the way
I
WALK
the
PATH
oF
tHE
D
E
A
D
The howling wolves scratching at my door
Just a taste of innocent flesh
DRAG ME BACK TO HELL
ANOTHER FUCKING ANGEL DIES TODAY
F U C K ME
I'M FALLING
K I L L ME
IF YOU CAN
There's so much of your blood on my hands
SHALL I FUCK YOUR DEAD BODY
AND THEN EAT YOUR FLESH
I HAVE SAID WHAT I WANT TO SAY
I CAN'T FIT IN MY GRAVE
IT IS.FULL WITH THE SKULLS OF MY
V
I
C
T
I
M
S
To kill again and again
It is me, is it you in the storm
Raging on the shores of the damned?
A putrid stench fucking sickening
From the vain clutches of God
Damning me, damning you goddamn it
I AM AWASH IN YOUR B L O O D
i See smiling faces all around me
ENTOMBED in jars of piss and gore
The devil has come to collect
THIS IS A CONFESSION OF A MADMAN
YOU CANNOT KILL ME
IF I AM DEAD IN YOUR EYES
MY FATE WON'T LET ME DIE
Good riddance to the trash
That surrounds me
I hope you burn in Hell
As the raven takes flight
Scorning your name
Your name is shit in my mouth
YOU CANNOT ESCAPE
FOR YOU ARE DEAD IN MY EYES
CAN'T WAIT TO WATCH YOU DIE
AND BURY YOU
D E E P
Fallen angels wEEP
At the KING'S pallid reFLECTion
infernal fire lights the way
I
WALK
the
PATH
oF
tHE
D
E
A
D
The howling wolves scratching at my door
Just a taste of innocent flesh
DRAG ME BACK TO HELL
ANOTHER FUCKING ANGEL DIES TODAY
F U C K ME
I'M FALLING
K I L L ME
IF YOU CAN
There's so much of your blood on my hands
SHALL I FUCK YOUR DEAD BODY
AND THEN EAT YOUR FLESH
I HAVE SAID WHAT I WANT TO SAY
I CAN'T FIT IN MY GRAVE
IT IS.FULL WITH THE SKULLS OF MY
V
I
C
T
I
M
S
Published 30th Apr 2022
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©2022 Frank Green
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