Rip out your soul as my trophy My family feasts on the salt bore of your wounds Dull, blind and bleak. Untold beauty, Your heart is your deformity. Do your lies taste of heaven? The smell of rot effervescent. Do your lies taste of heaven? The smell of rot effervescent The other side is always darker than what came before. Following your aura through unlocked closed doors Strike a cowards pose, your body slain, Desperation whimpers and Hatred burns Cut your hands on the broken blades you swore to bury deep. Clean wounds only serve to bleed. Sacrificing joy to be free. Beg like a dog, beg for the noose that let my father see Do your lies taste of heaven? The smell of rot effervescent Do your lies taste of heaven? The smell of rot effervescent Mentor hypocrisy, pulling these hateful strings Devolved notions taking revenge on who we are supposed to be. Basking in the limelight, of animosity. Rip out your soul as my trophy Purity of body is a poison of the mind I spit back in the face of God An iron will smites all those before me No time to rest when I'm gone Abandon this rusted crown, through barbed wire thorn. As I watch you drift cold death throes Your hate's all I've ever owned Abandon this rusted crown, through barbed wire thorn. Spit back in the face of God Reject love from fear of the unknown