Dead to the world
MalamorStop your crying, there's no effect on me
Dead, is what you will become
Nailed high, to be laughed upon
You will die
I will make sure, that it's with pain
Treasure, your very life
Because, you're about to be killed
Filled with fear
You try to escape
But, you've been betrayed
From the one that you trusted
Not perfect, repent
For your souls condemned
You're already dead
You deserve, that, i myself
Will kill, and spare you no life
Your guilt of sin, won't be, forgiving
Crying from pain
Shut up, i don't want to hear your mouth
Blood soaking
From the nail that binds thee
Damn it, you will stop moving
Can't you just lie still, or die?
Hanging, you drown in your blood
To see you scared is what i love
Cut the dead
To be sure they're not alive
Kill the weeping
What few, believed your lies
Your tears, your eyes, i want to see
Be the man, you said you are, to me
Ready for, your life to season
Open up your fist and expose your palm
Never to escape
You're nailed with my hate
Have you changed your mind?
About your mistake
You got something to tell me?
Whisper it, into my ear
All you loved, you now hate
And all your people, you now forsake