Wastelands

I’ve seen the signs
I’ve felt the presence of your hell
I’ve been sent here to remove your soul and cleanse this world and now your
Laying dormant in a pool of your own filth awaiting my next move to end these
Selfish lives you live

Times up cunt I’m coming for your fucking home
Times up bitch you better not be alone
Prime cuts stay still as I hack your bone
I’m becoming the perfect killing drone

No mercy to be given
As your throat is cut to the bone
Who will be there to save you?
When your left on you’re own
No one

No mercy to be given
As your throat is cut to the bone
Who will be there to save you?
When your left on you’re own
No one

Now you’re end is approaching
Are your feeling weak?
Can you feel the reaper as he starts consuming
Now you’re end is approaching
Are your feeling weak?
Can you feel the reaper as he begins consuming at your feet?

The time has come and now my demons desires have been fulfilled
I wait in silence for the voices to return

I know these patterns are not the process of a sane man
But now I know I’m left with my love of silence again

Silenced from just a simple fucking death
I’ll be hunting you until your last breath