A World of Illness - A Sweet Dream of Hell

A Sweet Dream of Hell


Verse 1
The demon was depraved in its former life
That's when it lost its soul, it's got no eyes
And it's got no flesh, no substance, only hate
It's bones are put together with nails and twine
Bones that aren't its own, horned and animal like
Chorus:
On earth you played your games and ruined lives
In hell you victims hunt you
on earth they were your slaves
Now they're gonna rip you up until you die again
Now was it all worth it to lie and to mislead
The demons want their payback now
for all you fuckin leached. They could have gone
their own way, you could have done the same
The human race has got to learn to get out of
each others way
Verse 2
The creating of demons by their victims who want
salves to help them hold their heads up while
they pay their way. Such a petty habit that has
turned all of mankind into a sorry waste of skin to be
trampled by design.
Hell is it. The damaged minds.
Chorus:
On earth you played your games and ruined lives
In hell you victims hunt you
on earth they were your slaves
Now they're gonna rip you up until you die again
Again again! again!