I've got these strangers in my head
Telling me I'm better off dead
Why do I do this to myself everyday
There needs to be a better way

Broken teeth kissed with a pack of lies
bounded by the fates of others who were born
unknowing they were only waiting to die.
I want to pray for something
but I am only prey for what is considered
disgusting this life worth dollars and cents
fucking worthless in the sense
that I am pawn in game played by kings

Let chaos burn this world to its core.
Let It burn

Heavens rain fire in gust of blood
I am wearing the flesh of others this is testament
To my atonement for the crimes of men
who send boys to places where the lose their head.
I am one with the dust of death spreading pestilence
of those whose voices stained with promises that were never kept.

I hope you gain the strength to stand.
I hope you gain the strength to stand up so I can

Knock you down again
Like all the times before
Never the king, never the one I realized a long time ago
I hate everyone
I hate everyone
I fucking hate everyone

Drunk on power, fist turn to bloody stones
Marred by the scars from those I have removed from this space.
I got to hope there is someone waiting for me
when I wake from this hell I volunteered to traverse
I volunteered to come home only awaiting a hearse.
This is my fucking curse This all I am worth.
This is my recompense for having a purpose.

Chaos runs rampant.
Destruction in the streets.
Squadrons March.
Blackened hearts.
This is what you've done to me.