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Waking the Cadaver - Arbiter of Punishment lyrics

Artist: Waking the Cadaver

album: Authority Through Intimidation


Thoughts consume my mind
I try to fight them but they're still defined
Engrossing agony, I'm embracing my insanity
Morbid fantasies
Sacrilegious acts and blasphemies
Planning methodically
Satiating my voracity
Who am I?
What've I become?
Who am I now!?
A fiend for death and violence
Searching for a victim to satisfy the lust
Filled with hatred and disgust when I learned about you
A child molester cloaked by God's will
You're the one I want to kill
And bet your ass there'll be no mercy
When I get my hands on you
You'll regret everything you've done
No god can help you now
Now you're really fucked
Waiting for you in your house
Hear you walk up your steps alone
As you enter the doorway
My cover is blown
Quoting scripture as I smash violently at your dome piece
A ball-peen hammer is the perfect tool for a pedo priest
Chunks of bone fragments and blood littering the murder scene
A twitching body still alive, grotesque and obscene
Face down in a pool of blood, riddled with shame and guilt
Visions of the youths you've stolen with the trust you built
Father forged in sodomy, repent at your will
Just know I'm a godless man
And I just want to kill you
Arbiter of punishment, I sentence you to agony
Stomping and smashing on your cervical spine
Arbiter of punishment, now you know your soul is mine
Turn you over on your back
Alive, your eyes meet mine
Amazed that you're still alive
Stabbing my thumbs into your eyes
Blind, but you still can feel something sharp pierce your chest
Cracking open your rib cage, sadistic impromptu surgery
The thoracic cavity is open to air
Pneumothorax, can't spew your prayers
Hypotensive, the heart starts to fail
Go into shock as i sift through entrails
Your viscera I love to inhale
Getting high on your blood
Sadistically ravaging you to a stump
Elated by suffering
Bestowed upon you is the fate you deserve
Set the pulp of flesh on fire
Watching human garbage burn
Stench of burned sins fill the air as your ashes drift away
One last piece of shit on this earth
I snatched your life straight from you
Now my sick mind has a purpose
Giving lowlifes their due
Arbiter of punishment
Sentencing scumbags to their death
Arbiter of punishment
Making vile people pay their debts
Heinously I play judge and jury
Vehemently serving pain and demise
Arbiter of punishment, never forgiving, mercy denied

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