Wither away
 Human failure
 Born to tragedy
 The ashen womb she
 Did not know the
 Filth that she would bring breeding
 Murder hands and
 Itchy eyes to
 Stab the lids out dry, fearing
 Her own child
 In denial
 Bodies build up high, well...

 Poor world we should suffer what you did bare
 A callous beast that feeds on blood and tears

 Condemn the blood that's in your line with all these
 Deaths that fill the endless graves inside your

 Basement walls bleed...bleed...
 Mortar screams plead...plead...

 Arsenal of
 Butchery is
 Locked inside his room while the
 Smell of skin is
 Burning black the
 Killers new perfume, well...

 Sorrow filled screams encompass all you know
 Prodigal son contaminates the flow
 Of blood...of blood...

 Encased by the fear of your perishing spawn
 You birthed a monster, are you ashamed?

 What you came for
 Lacerate the flesh
 Suffocating
 Mother's will to live...to live...

 Suppress...the shame...
 Embrace the violence
 As he cuts a toxic mess
 Hiding in the shroud of doubt
 Is your sanctuary now
 Suppress...

 Lie...die...

 Wither away
 Human failure
 Born to tragedy the
 Ashen womb she
 Did not know the
 Filth that she would bring

 A murderous heart
 Condemning the blood
 As pure as the sun
 Now shining in hell...now shining in hell...now shining in hell...